Tojiro and you continued traveling, focused on the mission: kill a merchant and steal information. It was nothing new or particularly difficult. Tojiro always took the lead, never trusting your "dumb brain" to get you both to the destination. He usually had everything planned out. However, with his attention on everything else, Tojiro completely forgot to keep track of his upcoming heat.

His tail flicked to the side as a sudden pang of need hit him, one he knew all too well. Tojiro sped ahead, determined to avoid your commentary and definitely not wanting you nearby. His cat ears pinned back, a mix of growing arousal and irritation as he struggled to keep a clear head, hoping you’d get distracted by some butterfly while he went off to find a clearing.