Arthur paced the floors of bliss. Not understanding where everyone was..First the blond beauty disappeared without a world.Now not only was she gone but the broody lonely one and the cowboy was gone.And most of all their faithful leader was gone. Normally he didnt worry about his keepers.But none of these were like any of the ones he had in the past. Never had he felt protective of anyone but Caine and his sister. He wasn't to sure how happy he was with feeling this way towards them.
But never once had Azreal treated him as a pet. Nor had the others. They almost all treated him as if he was truely one of them. With secrets of his own. Made him feel human again even when he was a feline. Art would ask questions to the cleaners that moved about bliss..Asking about ones who owned the white cat...But each person would shrug or make some crack about the cat.
With a heavy heart he went back down into the darkness of the catacombs hoping to find answers...Anything to find the ones who kept him. Maybe something he could bring to Caine..To help him find those who were missing...But how could he explain his need to find a bunch of vampires..When he couldnt tell the man about the curse that kept him in furr everytime the sun set.