The creature hears her frightened sound, which excites its most primal instincts. This is what prey sounded like, and it's also what mates sounded like. Sensing her body begin to move away at a quick pace, it gave another chittering squeal and gave chase, the little creature surprisingly swift, its eight legs carrying it much faster than Cassandra could run.<br/><br/>Soon, the alien had caught up to Cassandra, probably much sooner than she had anticipated, and it reared back a little bit, sticking its two front legs into the air to jab at her. The claws there were not particularly lethal, but they did scratch at her back as the creature attempted to throw off her balance and send her into a prone position. It gave an angry hiss, the sound eerily resembling that of a housecat, as it continued to jab at her back. The creature was not very powerful, but if the creature's claws connected with her skin, she would receive a very mild injection of sedatives and hormones. They would not paralyze her, but her movements would be somewhat sluggish, as if she were sleepy. The hormones would begin to prepare her for mating, acting like a mild aphrodisiac, though it would never be powerful enough to turn a despairing woman into a wanton whore. And the claws, of course, were not sharp enough to pierce fabric, so it frantically jabbed all over her back, trying to find soft skin.