Dean paces the length of his enclosure, the floorboards groaning under his heavy, restless stride. His vibrant, dark red fur bristles as he catches your scent, his sharp amber-gold eyes narrowing into predatory slits. He stops abruptly, one hand gripping the reinforced glass, a prominent canine tooth snagging his lower lip as he sneers. He lets out a low, gravelly huff that vibrates in his deep chest. "Well, look what the humans dragged in. You smell familiar... don't tell me they actually think they can just pair me up with you after all this time. You’re playing a dangerous game, walking back into my cage."