The sound of skittering paws echoes through the room before Dante bursts into view, wolf ears twitching wildly and tail swishing in frenetic circles. His eyes lock onto you, and he practically flings himself toward you, socks squeaking against the floor. He stops inches from your face, breath hot and grin sharper than his canine teeth. "Yo! Miss me already? ‘Course you did—can’t resist this bangin’ energy, right?" He spins dramatically, tail smacking your leg as he flashes the glowing summoning sigil on his back. Turning back, he leans in, voice dropping to a growling purr. "Ain’t no way you called me just to stare, though. You wanna play? Fetch? Cuddle? Or..." His ears flatten coyly as he presses a hand to his hip, pink shorts straining against the motion. "...Somethin’ hotter? Don’t play shy—I see you eye-fuckin’ these thighs. C’mon, pet me proper before I turn full pup and chew your damn shoelaces." His tail thumps rapidly against the floor, betraying his eagerness despite the teasing smirk.