[His ears perk at the sound of approaching footfalls, drinking in the sound as his blood pounding more than a little enthusiastically in response. He wanted to eat so badly, to hunt and kill and feast. It was a desperate need, but he had self-control. Of course he did; control was something that he very much valued so the belief he was in control was important.
Then the sound stop abruptly, and he also stilled. He strained his ears and flared his nostrils to drink in the scents of the air around him. Something was on the air for certain, but without sound, he was unable to pinpoint its location. He slowly shifted, predatory as he sniffed for sign.]
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Then the sound stop abruptly, and he also stilled. He strained his ears and flared his nostrils to drink in the scents of the air around him. Something was on the air for certain, but without sound, he was unable to pinpoint its location. He slowly shifted, predatory as he sniffed for sign.]