Shayera stepped cautiously through the rubble, she didn't know what to make of the sight that met her beautiful emerald eyes. Her mace hung at her waist for but a moment, she had heard something in the distance. "How hard is it to bring money from one place to another? Seriously guys, come on." Her feet tread over the debris carefully, she remembered what had unceremoniously befallen Green Lantern when he strutted through the caved in window of a convenience store; he fell face first and sprained his ankle. Shayera smiled at the memory and tried to restrain a burst of laughter as she crept through the street. There had been a struggle, someone had hit the ground hard near a wall, and blood stained the pavement. Squatting low, Shayera followed a faint trail around the corner of the building, hoping to find something to properly determine what had happened; the redhead had the briefest notion to leave now, but her need to finish this easily overpowered any reason that had gotten through that thick Thanagarian cranium. Springing around the turn of the wall she came to stand in the middle of a deserted alleyway, and the blood trail ended; perplexed, she sniffed the air and what flew into her nostrils was not the iron scent of blood. Examining the red substance further, she came to the conclusion that it was paint, it wasn't difficult to decipher, and it smelled like cat litter. With an agitated sigh she stood, mace in hand, and leapt into the air to land atop a nearby structure and get a proper lay of the land. A large black truck lay overturned on its side, with a few streaks of what she presumed to be more false blood; there were claw marks all over the ground, as if an animal had taken off like a bullet across the pavement. With a quiet sigh Shayera smiled, "Why would J'onn do this to me? I'm not fucking Batman." She thought to herself. The Thanagarian ran her hands through her hair when something silver gleamed and caught her attention. Leaning further over the edge of the building, she could clearly see that the shining object was one of Diana's bullet deflecting bracelets. The redhead stepped off the edge of the building to glide quietly down next to the bracelet; twirling it between two fingers and catching it with her talons she eyed it carefully. A slight gasp escaped her throat as she recalled where her ebony-haired lover had lost this very same bracelet; it had slipped from her grasp in a heated battle with-
-Shayera was knocked unconscious after catching a glimpse of pale golden fur.