He noticed the king's sad tone and his hopeless statement. How could it be his fault? "I doubt it was your fault, Your Highness," he said reassuringly. What are you doing, Crest? Remember, you can't... He changed his gaze back down to the empty water bowl and asked, "So how many were in your group? That way, we can try and find them through our stay here."
Before the king could answer, he saw humans coming through the opening to there large room. The blonde one with the hazel eyes entered and began walking towards the lunarwings cage. Crest sent a hard glare across the lot towards the young man. He turned his hazel eyes towards him and gave a sly grin. Crest glared harder, like if he tried hard enough, he could glare a hole right through his head. Crest saw them get the lunarwing out of her cage and taking her somewhere. Surprisingly, she didn't fight back. He launched himself to the front of his cage, claws wrapping around the bars and trying to break them. Too late, Crest. You shouldn't have gotten attached. He growled loudly and the blonde boy turned his head towards him, raising an eyebrow. He smiled and said loudly to the three of them, "Get ready, lizards, y'all are next." He turned and followed his group as they took the lunarwing away.
She's going to go to the arena. He felt worry creep into his heart as he realized what he'd said. How am I supposed to fight without water? Pushing the hopeless fight to come out of his head, he looked back at the king wondering he must be thinking.