Chimera Fields Calm and Quiet

While he had felt slightly uncomfortable, he did not think being followed was the cause. He blamed it on the colder weather - his weary legs and his longing to be back home with his lover. He had no idea he was being followed, nor did anyone truly have a reason for it. He had nothing, he did nothing, and he was out to serve justice to the man who had done something awful. Why would anyone follow him?

His ears flicked backwards at a sound, his head following soon after. in the distance, a tiny, thin female rose. He squinted. Did he know her? Surely not. He did not come out the lair very often. He stood there, still, observing her without saying a word. Was she going to explain herself?