He felt a difference in her presence.  Her body language and the air around her seemed to change dramatically from joy to sorrow almost instantly.  A small whine came out of him, trying to comfort her even just a little.  He beloved was on the brink of tears and he couldn't figure out the reason why.  She was with him.  What could be making her sad.<br/><br/>He sniffed at her and nudged her with his muzzle.  Then he backed away and looked at her.  That's when he noticed something was different.  The scent, the feelings, the power.  It was all hers.  But the body was not.  It was foreign.  Not her at all.  Caution and anger came over him instantly.  Who was this false woman.  This person parading around as his Esperanza.<br/><br/>He crouched down claws extending, growling as he bared his long dagger-like fangs.  He knew everything about her.  Everything except for this strange body.