Luna the Liepard skidded to a stop on the asphalt, her claws throwing sparks on the asphalt. "Nyyaaaa!" She padded right up the stairs, yowling loud and pawing at the back of the boy's jacket. She had picked this human because he was the last one to see her trainer. Even though they had fought, maybe he could help. If not... she wasn't sure what she could do for her trainer... "Nya, Nya-" She tugged at the back of the boy's jacket with her teeth, gently trying to tug him back down the stairs, trying to communicate the location of her fallen trainer.