The small, rational part of his mind that knew he was being foolish was forced into silence when he heard the soft sound of leaves and stones being jostled by someone's footstep. Driven by his curiosity, Cliff pursued the sound into the darkness. The sounds of his claws catching in the dirt as he moved would have been a dead giveaway of his location to any astute observer-- there was no reason to bother with stealth on nights like this.