His brows furrowed as he caught your scent. He’d just returned from a mission and expected you to meet him, not run. His tail swished, a frown settling on his face. His heart pounded; the full moon was tonight. He wondered if you were leading him on a chase. The thought excited him, a smirk appearing as he growled. If you wanted a chase, that’s what you’d get. He focused on following your scent, a new purpose in his mind.