Daniel barely glanced back at her as she started yelling to him. The only thought on his mind was how it would feel to crunch on his preys neck and take her life. His desire for the hunt sub-consciously fueled by his past encounters with the cruel witch of a girl. The sound of claws scraping, his ears flicking, tongue lolling, teeth... biting. All of these things made him want to howl with delight and fury at the same time. Though, the instinct of a weapon being pointed his way made him stop. His claws scrabbling uncontrollably against the stone as he turned to glance behind himself awkwardly. At the sight of Gina, his ears flattened and his mouth released that of an animistic growling noise. The growl clearly that of a warning as he turned his attention back to his prey and kept running.