Moonspear is this the death of a bachelor?

the other day had been quite a shock. terance had been very dramatically scolding for being oh too close to hydra. not enjoying the idea of sharp teeth on his muzzle (not again), the yearling opted to stay the fuck away from her. 

so when her scent was nearby, terance actually made a complete u-turn and tried to beeline it away from her-- but he heard her voice loud and clear. ter? he paused, nose twitching and tail flicking. there was definitely something in the air lately, and though he couldn't quite put a paw on it-- it certainly made him antsy. he figured by now all the war threats had settled but... well, maybe not. terance was no stranger to hormone, but this was an entirely new feeling hanging in the air. he placed it as something else. 

hesitant, terance turned and padded back towards where he'd heard hydra, head low and ears angled forward. "have we settled?" he asked in a teasing tone, nose still twitching as he eyed the dark beta. what was she up to?