Toho walked carefully but purposefully through the forest; no need to attract unwanted attention, especially since in his haste he'd come out to the forest unarmed. He sillently cursed himself for that; he knew better, and had let his impulsiveness control him yet again. His father often warned him that that would be his downfall someday. Not tonight, Toho promised himself.<br/><br/>The scent had gotten fainter, making it harder to zero in on where the girl had gone. It seemed like she'd been wandering in confused circles, making it more likely she'd simply gotten lost rather than tried to run off. Changing form to one more capable of tracking her entered his mind...but Toho knew that it would then last until morning, and likely be far more terrifying to Damita than anything she would encounter in the forest. And then there was his lack of control over his other forms...<br/><br/>Muttering quietly, Toho steeled himself to do what must be done. The old Chief had warned him not to use his power heedlessly, but the young Jaega thought that this would be a worthy time to put it to use. He leaned over, hands on his knees, concentrating hard, pain searing through his brain..<br/>