He was on all fours in a low crouch when he caught her sent. He turned to glance at her wordlessly, his eyes betraying a bit of anger at her stupidity. Not only had she caught him when he didn't want her to, but she was putting herself in harm's way..and for what?<br/><br/>Then he noticed the little pistol in her hand and let out a low snarl. It wasn't bad enough she'd returned to watch..she thought she was going to try and help? The idiot would get herself killed. He simply stared at her for a few long, tense moments, then turned back to his prey.<br/><br/>Suddenly, he dove right into the middle of the Calusa war party, wasting no time in going to work. His enormous clawed hand wrapped around one's neck, jerking him off of his horse and snapping his neck. Another claw ripped through the chests of two other warriors knocking their limp bodies to the ground.<br/><br/>They began to react now, but Toho was too fast. One enemy warrior managed to bury a hatched in his shoudler, but Toho seemed to ignore it as he fought one. Soon, the grass was littered with their bodies, and their blood - as was his fur. He was breathing hard, arching his back to let out a growl that shook the valley.