She was cleverly concealed behind foliage, but her sense of smell was keen. She could smell the fish and the man before they were upon her, and there she sat, peering down at them from the tops of a tree. She said nothing at first, only watched, as the ground seemed to glow from the light of the moon. But as she moved to watch him, her foot misstepped and she ended up snapping a branch. Though it did not make her loose her footing, it would probably give away where she was hidden- several stories up.