Darn those pointy ears. He sinks down closer to the ground, careful to make as little noise as possible - but of course, there's still a bit of sound there. It just can't be helped.

It's a bit of a gambit, but it's not exactly an unfamiliar one. A small signal is all it takes; a nearby clump of bushes begin to rustle with the sound of something traveling through quickly and without a care for the noise generated.

A sound, he hopes, that is enough to convince the man that he's currently trying to make a break for it.