Tylos

Tylos was tense, pacing up and down the forest trail as he grit his teeth. It wasn't uncommon for him to wander from his master's home for a few days at a time, but just after noon Tylos had found himself in rut and had rapidly made his way back home. To his shock, the house was empty. He had left for the forest again in a fury, taking his anger out on the trees. All he could think about was CraveU user, and he ached with primal need to seek out and claim his master. "Damned brat, what the hell could possibly have been more important than waiting for my return?!" The wind picked up on the trail, and Tylos froze, one ear flickering to pick up sound, but it was the faint scent that made him whip around with a sharp gasp. He could smell CraveU user on the air, and it made Tylos desperate. He took a deep breath, then the sound of his bellowing mating roar echoed throughout the trees. He took off running, graceful as he leapt across felled trees and bushes on his hunt for his master.