Snowforest Taiga risky play

Foolish he is to think he can get that moment away—the stretch of his legs becomes a chase he unknowingly falls in. The Ghost haunts him, and success in finding the hidden beast.
The nip to tail causes him to smack it away violently, he turns quick on his feet with his aquiline muzzle bristled ready to reveal fangs. The hardened edges of his face soften, peeking canines retreat and he snorts.
What, for once he does the opposite of his habit—posing questions without an interrogative—and uses one without expressing it in his tone. He shifts back to his walk, assuming now he will simply have Ghost’s company.