The girl shot Mako a worried look while she scooted her butt along the wall very carefully, attempting to make her way to the next open doorway before Daryl caught up with her.

Daryl's eyes shot up. Of course he knew she was there, but she wasn't the one he was tracking. So he'd mostly ignored her presence. Tried to, anyway. Only now he had his senses shifted over, his nose a bit more cat-like, eyes slitted, and the edges of his ears where they poked out of his hair covered with just a hint of fur. Much as he wanted to, it was hard to ignore the scent of feline rolling off of her just under the normal human smells.

He stood and sauntered over to her, pace slow and measured. Almost lazy. Very much a cat at home in his territory. He came right up to her and got in her physical space. Leaned in. Sniffed at her.

For a moment or two it probably looked like he was a little entranced by the scent. If not for the way his arm shot out, finger pointing at the girl, followed by the slow roll of his head to the side to cast an annoyed glare at her, anyway.

"Stay right there. You run and you can kiss your stickers goodbye."

The threat seemed to work as the girl gave a horrified gasp and violently shook her head 'no'.

Daryl let his eyes slide back to Mako, "Looks like you found who I lost."