Xavier was thus swept up onto the stage, smelling the singing diva dudeâ€™s scent up close he was certain. Growling softly as he was touched by the guy, and then dancing. He didnâ€™t like being leaded as the whole crowd oogled him, it made the werewolf feel as though they all knew his secret, what he was. Then, he was pushed off the stage and into the crowd of women and men alike who were screaming â€œMathias! MATHIAS!â€ Scowling Xavier growled and stalked out of the club, his stomach still empty as he kicked the door open and stomped out hearing it shut behind him. Walking into the alley he changed back and shook his coat. There was no doubt about it, that kid was the that Diva Mathiasâ€¦ Snorting Xavier swished his tail in agitation as he laid in the alley. He never had a home to begin with, alone, a lone wolf, with no pack. Pft, might as well be a damn strey muâ€¦<br/><br/>A sharp noose wrapped about his neck as he smelled the dog catcher. Fuck! He should have scented that bastard before he could have gotten caught! Dammit. Growing, Xavierâ€™s lips pulled back into a snarl as he tried to whirl on the man, but the catchpole kept the snarling wolf far away from coming close to biting down on any part of the dog catcherâ€™s body. â€Well! youâ€™re a BIG boy arenâ€™t you!? Iâ€™m sure youâ€™re not always so grumpyâ€¦â€ Folding his ears back Xavier growled, then resorted into bucking and twisting to get away from the man. But, his stomach was so empty, he hadnâ€™t eaten much of anything! Dammit, this whole thing was demeaning, but being in his wolf form was truly the only way he could survive without getting sick out in the open. Suddenly, he was pulled out of the alley and across the street from the Club, and pushed, twisting and snarling into the back of the Pound van.