Blackfoot Forest Poisonous blood runs in my veins

Ethos watched as the young woman then fled, and he wondered if she was scared of him now. Feeling cunning, Ethos climbed back down the tree and began to slowly follow Mona's trail. If she chose to attack him for self-defense, boy, would this get nasty. Ethos wanted to maybe know more about her.

And if he could, maybe attack her, who knew? No one knew what Ethos was thinking, not even Ethos himself at the moment.