He hadn’t really been seeing Stella around. Not that he had been looking for her considering he had been staying cooped up in his own home for a while now. He was starting to miss Pele and he didn’t know where the young child had gone and now he had started to wonder if he was missing something. It seemed like something was going on in the background of a world he didn’t want to hear or even bother looking into and perhaps that was his fault. Adjusting to civilization again was tough and always pretending to be happy was tough. So avoiding the one person whom his feelings had gotten the better of him had seemed like the best idea but how it left him feeling bad. Usually he wasn’t the nicest guy or the happiest but he knew better than to take it out on someone else. So instead of doing that he left his house in favor of seeking company and to just talk to Stella. Maybe even get a friendship going on the right foot. After all...she liked flowers right? Ah. He couldn’t remember but he brought some anyway. But he didn’t get too far because the stench of blood invaded his sensitive nostrils and he spat out the plants before another horrid scent smacked him in the face. The Pitt. She was right about them. He felt a fear grip his heart as he suddenly noticed the blood and he clamped his teeth together before digging his claws into the ground. ”Stella’s gone....” His voice was a mere whisper. He needed to be louder but he couldn’t and instead he just sat and stared at the scene almost in disbelief.