She yowls irritably when he takes off without answering, although it's not clear if she's annoyed about the lack of answering, or the taking off. On the other hand he does basically invite her to come along.

She lopes after him easily, enjoying the bunch and pull of her muscles in this form so much that she only pauses to push her head against the back of his leg before she bounds on ahead of him. She sits down maybe fifteen feet ahead of him, tail swishing across the ground.

She doubts he'll chase her, but she wants him to anyway.