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Abel saw the questions in Manu's eyes and can't help but get eager to answer them. A smile breaks out on his face when he hears Manu call him hot. He felt himself getting attached, feels that feline passiveness wash over him. This he does not stop, after all Manu's name is branded on his wrist. And then that all comes crashing down when he sees Manu run to some other were and take his hand. Abel feels....crushed, more then ever before. The hurt is clear in his eyes as his shoves his hands into his pockets, turns, and walks away. He fought the urge to slam a clawed hand into a tree, to yell and tear apart the other guy. It took everything he had to walk away, his head tilted down somewhat. His hope of love feeling like they got stolen from him, leaving him hollow. 

Several Hours Later

Abel pads in his feline form through the streets. He hated this type of roaming, no open areas or any real prey. His form a silent white ghost only visible when he wants to be, having mastered the art of creeping through the shadows. He gracefully leaps into a fire escape in one of the alleyways, his blue eyes the only visible part of his large form. Snow leopards are the silentest of the large cats, not roaring but rather growling, leading him to be rather silent in everything. The cold from the metal on his paws contrast with his natural warmth, his coat meant for high snow covered mountains. He smells pizza in the dumpster below him, but does not go for it. Knowing that he has steaks at home. 
His ears twitch when he hears the roar bark and he slowly goes into a crouch. He watches as Manu explores below him.