[ Lycaon underestimated what tracking Wise like this would do for him. He thought it'd feel good, play into his instincts a little, but it's left him aching faster than he anticipated. There's a heat in his gut and saliva in his mouth as he continues to follow Wise. Because despite the appetizing flavors of Wise's scent — there's also something else underneath it. A bit of fear. If this wasn't a controlled hunt, if this wasn't the two of them doing this on purpose, he might have jumped out of the darkness in order to soothe away the sour scent.
Instead, tonight that's what he wants. He stifles back a growl as his teeth ache in his mouth with the need to bite and his whole being wants to drag Wise away into an empty corner and devour his scent. God, he wants him, and they haven't even reached the hotel yet.
So, Lycaon is careful but laser focused as Wise traverses the streets and leads him to the Angelus. All his senses are at alert and his nose is doing the hard work of tracking Wise through the empty streets. They even run into a few people here and there but no one puts together the lone young man with the wolf thiren many blocks away.
But his laser focus does trip him up eventually. After Wise enters the hotel, Lycaon picks up the pace a little to follow him inside. It's towards the doors that he startles a nearby cat, the cat yowling and diving into the open door of the Angelus. Through the darkness, Lycaon can spot Wise's shadow jolting with surprise from a distance away. It makes Lycaon duck back into cover, not wanting to be spotted just yet.
He waits for Wise to settle first before he crosses the last bit of distance and slips into the hotel, after Wise has already moved on from reception. He wonders how Wise is going to lead him to the room — through the stairs, certainly? And he wonders if Wise wants him to catch him before he gets to the room. Both are appealing options, the idea of grabbing him when he's just in the hallway and dragging him to the room or pouncing him when he's in the room and thinks he's safe. He has an idea of covering Wise's eyes and taking him from behind when he can't quite tell if it's Lycaon or not.
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Instead, tonight that's what he wants. He stifles back a growl as his teeth ache in his mouth with the need to bite and his whole being wants to drag Wise away into an empty corner and devour his scent. God, he wants him, and they haven't even reached the hotel yet.
So, Lycaon is careful but laser focused as Wise traverses the streets and leads him to the Angelus. All his senses are at alert and his nose is doing the hard work of tracking Wise through the empty streets. They even run into a few people here and there but no one puts together the lone young man with the wolf thiren many blocks away.
But his laser focus does trip him up eventually. After Wise enters the hotel, Lycaon picks up the pace a little to follow him inside. It's towards the doors that he startles a nearby cat, the cat yowling and diving into the open door of the Angelus. Through the darkness, Lycaon can spot Wise's shadow jolting with surprise from a distance away. It makes Lycaon duck back into cover, not wanting to be spotted just yet.
He waits for Wise to settle first before he crosses the last bit of distance and slips into the hotel, after Wise has already moved on from reception. He wonders how Wise is going to lead him to the room — through the stairs, certainly? And he wonders if Wise wants him to catch him before he gets to the room. Both are appealing options, the idea of grabbing him when he's just in the hallway and dragging him to the room or pouncing him when he's in the room and thinks he's safe. He has an idea of covering Wise's eyes and taking him from behind when he can't quite tell if it's Lycaon or not.
Ah... what a good hunt this has been. ]