Smear the blood and move on, that was the plan. If Viral was after her scent then she'd place it everywhere, send him on a wild goose chase. Sooner or later he'd grow tired of chasing her and give up, burn up his energy and change back. Yumi just hoped he'd do that before he left in search of other prey. Hearing a tree be torn down behind her she could confirm he took the bait, smiling as she repeated the process on two more trees. Darting about erratically across the trees she made it a point to not follow any single path, almost completely circling around as she laid down her prints. After putting down near a half dozen she found a tall tree to hide in, trying to catch her breath as she waited for Viral to take the bait. With a moment's reprieve anyways she glanced down at the wounds on her arms and sides, frowning and tearing her shirt apart, using strips of cloth as bandages to wrap up what she could. With her wounds now covered she let out a sigh, sinking down on a high branch and laying her head back against the trunk. If he didn't grow tired soon she might have to fight him, only problem was she didn't know if she could. It wasn't that she didn't even want to, she could do so if that's what it took, but fighting him in that state was extremely dangerous. She'd prefer not to do it.

"Well... You're interrupting these people and their lives, I'd say that deserves a whooping, don't you?" Aito retorted, sounding almost bored as he laid his chin on his palm, "One deserves another, it's called karma where we come from. And technically you interrupted my work too, so you deserve at least this much..." Hm, what a curious creature this one was. How was it so sentient? And articulate too, had it been studying them or something? While containing it was their first priority his scientific mind wouldn't allow it to simply sit in a jar somewhere, he needed to learn more about it. And maybe that meant killing it first, you could still learn a bit about a cadaver. Then again... He'd prefer not having to kill it, it was more interesting when it spoke. Letting out another yawn as the creature continued to complain he grabbed a nearby stick, glancing down and idly prodding the top of its head with the tip. "I want to study you, dissect you maybe, see what makes you tick. Up until now all of your kind have been rabid animals. You're knew, an outlier, an unknown, and I want to know why." Flicking the stick away he adjusted himself on the creature's back, humming as he looked towards the forest at the sound of trees shattering. "Maybe I'll stick you in a glass jar... Seems easiest..."