Cyrus let out another yawn as assassin dropped out of her tree. He waited patiently for her to get closer. As she ran with every second that passed he was itching to just take her out right there. She closed the distance between them. Closer... closer... a little more. Just before she was right on top of them. With a sharp inhale he flung himself backwards rolling right off the plant. As his feet touched the ground he was in a crouched position. All of the muscles in his legs pulled together tightly setting up for a great leap forward. He dashed forward with one step and with the next he was right on top of her. He had moved so fast that she was probably still back from her downward swing. Thrusting an arm out he aimed for her throat. With his speed he would have probably caught her off guard. When his hand made contact he would hold he up off the ground by her throat looking at her with a large grin on his face. Her little surprise attack didn't even faze him. His white tail flicked behind him like a cat that caught it's prey.