08-26-2018, 01:06 AM
MONROE
MALE — SUNHAVEN — SUNBEARER — HARD
That day when he had found blood stains and the scent of Stella mingled with the Pitt and fear had settled a strange bleakness in him. She had been right about the Pitt this whole time and he didn't know what to think of it. These creatures were horrendous in their acts and he shivered at the thought of what they might have done to Stella. Though they had their differences when dealing with things he had no wish for harm to come to her and he hoped that she was alright and that they could get her back. Following after the tigress at a much slower pace the male would make his way over, eyes of pearls shifting over the area with a guarded expression. He hadn't been to the Pitt before and so far the desert expanse was making him uncomfortable and coupled with the heat he wasn't really happy about the circumstances. Shifting a bit he sat down and curled his tail around his body, fin pressed against his chest slightly as he waited for someone to approach them and so that they could discuss what was going on. Really, he just hoped that they hadn't done anything to Stella but the blood proved otherwise at this point.