Ah yes, this is exactly what he had been looking for. 

Mowzer darted, meandered, sprinted and more through the various hallways of the [i]Copernicus[/i] with boundless energy. It had been a while since he had really gotten a good run in, too much time spent napping near his Human and not enough spent on the move. Not that those had been bad times -not at all- but after a while muscles got restless. It was bad enough he had confused wanting to run with wanting to nap, how silly had he become?

No more. The great Bengal took full advantage of his freedom, making his way wherever he pleased, at the speed he pleased. 

It was a great game, actually. So many humans seemed eager to play, wherever he found them. They'd stop when he stopped, carefully move towards him, then start running when he finally bolted. Sometimes they came from every direction at once, moving slowly... so slowly... then running! Sprinting off behind him, until finally they fell behind amidst the winding twists and turns of the paths he knew so well.

Such a great game! Mowzer was thoroughly enjoying himself, as if he was back in the giant caves, or wandering about before the strange things came. It had been a very, very long time since he had done something like this, hadn't it? Some part of his mind told him that, even if it didn't seem that way. The same part that told him the strange things had been dangerous, that his Human and the ones before had been good Humans to have. It was a part of his mind he did not understand well, but had learned to trust. It had never steered him wrong yet, and he doubted it ever would. A good part of his mind, truly.

But right now, the only thing he needed to understand was that he [i]needed[/i] this run, and everything that happened during it. Around and around he ran, walked and bolted, taking turns and slipping through shortcuts whenever the fancy struck him. It wasn't long before he found himself in a section he had been quite often before: rows of odd things containing many humans.

His Human had spent a lot of time here, looking at the things and making motions Mowzer didn't bother trying to understand. He had simply stayed nearby, napping or walking or shoving his head under his Human's hand. Quieter days, those were, with so few humans moving around, so few to give him food or scritch him behind the ears.

There were few humans here even now, however, a quiet place hiding in his now-loud home. Almost no one at all, it was... boring? Strange, he welcomed the quiet before. Maybe because he still wanted to run? Yes, that might be it. He should get someone here to run with him then, see if- wait- the nice human!

Quite surprised, Mowzer yowled over to the nice human who had provided him shelter from the nasty one before. She was standing near one of the odd things, looking at a human, and he approached slowly. Creeping forwards bit by bit, moving ever closer to the ground, until he was laying down so very close to her. He looked up, calling out again to make sure he had her attention, back legs tensing ever-so-slightly as he convinced her to take just a step closer and then-

He was off! Darting past her like the wind, sprinting away only to pause a little ways down the path. He looked back, called out to her again, then took off once more, making his way with purpose now that he had a game to play.

And this human would play, yes? She was a nice one, so she would follow until he reached his Human's home, yes? He could get scritches from her there, maybe then take a nap. But first... first he needed her to [i]play[/i].