Toho strode forward with fluid, almost boastful steps..no reason to hurry when his prey was stupid enough to trap herself up a tree, was there? He licked his lips, then bared his teeth for her. For her part, Damita looked like she'd just seen a ghost..or something much, much worse. The lycan began to pant softly as he moved closer.<br/><br/><em>Calm</em>, he told himself. Why was it so difficult to gain control?<br/><br/>Toho dropped into a crouch, feeling his thigh muscles tense. Almost a blur in the dark forest, he pounced upward, digging his claws into the tree's thick hide, then leapt again - onto the very branch where Damita sat. He balanced himself perfectly, though the branch was beginning to quiver. He leaned forward, a claw wrapping around her dainty wrist, a snarl etched on his feline features.<br/><br/><em>Calm...</em>