Tomoe could sense that someone else is nearby. Though it's the unique scent that a human carried that really alerted him to the presence. Though the yokai didn't move, allowing the human to walk into his home and find him. Of course like many people who came across him, they were stricken with fear. The fox had a fearsome reputation as a following.

As soon as the bucket hit the floor, the water splashed onto the wooden boards, Tomoe's amber eyes open abruptly. He turned his head,regarding the human.

In a flash, he's on his feet standing behind Itachi, using his height to intimidate the retired soldier. As a clawed hand came around the other's body, and another hand gripping Itachi by the neck."...your mistake was waking me up. Now I'm in a terrible mood."

It didn't help that his wound was searing him. Those humans what did they use on him? It was something he's never witness before. It smelled of iron, and there was a flash of light and smoke sailed into the air. Now his wound wouldn't close, and blood continued to run. The fox staggered, unable to keep it's footing and dragging Itachi down with him. His grip went lax as the demon laid pitifully on the floor. His silver hair cascading along the wooden boards, his bright kimono spread against the floor. Tomoe growling at the excruciating pain within his arm.