This time he couldn't stifle the giggle, a sound somewhere between a child and a dog. They walked right in, and even already had nervous looks on their faces. In fact, now that he had a closer look, they did seem... different. He wasn't very familiar with humans, but it was almost impossible not to notice a special something about this pair, even if he couldn't quite tell what it was. As he followed them across their slow, cautious route (always sticking to the tops of the real trees), he became more and more enamored with them. Surely this was the catch of a lifetime. Perhaps even several.<br/><br/>Yet the longer he waited, the harder it was getting to maintain the illusion. It should have been a warning. A sign that this special pair was perhaps a bit out of his league... dangerous. But he ignored it, and simply concentrated harder to keep his world together. There was even a point where he could swear the girl was looking<i>directly</i>at him. Pride was perhaps the only thing that kept him from freaking out at that. After all,<i>he</i>was the creature of legend here. They were supposed to fear<i>him</i>, not the other way around. Still, it was enough of a hint that he should start the game sooner rather than later.<br/><br/>Without so much as a sound he bounded down from the tree and began running along the forest floor. At several intervals he conjured a small bit of foxfire; veritable lanterns of blueish flames that stood like will-o'-wisps in the dark, enchanting and alluring. His laughter sounded out as he circled the pair, echoing as if it were coming from multiple sides at once. A small part of him said he shouldn't be trying to frighten or provoke them any further, but the game demanded otherwise. He was having too much fun to listen to silly feelings like unease.