Angelis let the girl leave as quickly as he figured she would, sheathing his blade and turning back to his bedding. "Ungrateful kid..." With a sigh and a shake of his head, he began to unpack the canvas for his tent once more. This time, he simply set it up as a lean-to, in case he needed to get up and get moving quickly. The light and fluffy clouds in the sky reflecting the moonlight told no tale of any weather that would require more than the light shelter of a lean-to. The young demon pulled his cloak off, as well as his shirt, certain that he had seen the last of the young girl... and probably any trouble for the night.<br/><br/>With his sword laying next to him, he stretched out and attempted to get to sleep. And the night sounds that normally lulled him into a gentle rest did not work their typical magic on him. Everything seemed even louder than it usually was, and that was saying something for someone with the hyper-sensitive hearing of a wolf.<br/><br/>The night noises weren't the only thing that kept him up, though, as he could hear the girl's walking through the woods... coming closer, by the sounds of it. He knew it was her by her gait, and stride. She was light on her feet, almost as if she were used to stalking quietly. She could be quieter, though. Still, he figured she was coming back because she was lost. And he didn't really care. He didn't have to care, because she wasn't his problem anymore.<br/><br/>That is, until she started yelling, disturbing the forest. The wolf demon was out of his bed in a flash, bearing down on the girl as swift and silently as the wind. He shoved her hard back toward the camp, slapping his hand over her mouth. "Shhhh! Are you a fool? I tell you that there are things hunting you, and you start shouting loud enough to wake the dead!" He hissed at her as he walked her back toward the camp.