Stella had spent the previous night failing to get any sleep. She found herself waking from fitful dreams to check if everyone was still present and accounted for, more than once. Well, not everyone. Most importantly to the girl, Kip had not come back home yet. The familiar, comforting scent was growing more faint in the den day by day, and the girl had found herself lingering in it in the place where Kip used to sleep, trying to fight the growing sense of anxiety in her chest. It was not until the wee hours before dawn that at last exhaustion had won out.
When Stella woke late into mid-morning to find that her brothers actually had already risen and gone, she got to her feet with a frown and set out after them in a tense, hurried pace, pausing only to breathe in Kip's fading scent once more before setting off. So @Lynx and @Leo and everyone had let her sleep in and gotten started with their days, no big deal. It was probably nothing but, well... well, she didn't want to be alone. That was it, really. She missed Kip and wanted to be with her family, because she knew they would understand, and feel the same sense of absence.
Stella walked with a sort of tense, tired purpose, devoid of her usual happy exuberance. Her tail was low and her gaze scanned the landscape almost compulsively for signs of familiar life. This new mood of anxiety was a strange garb on the normally carefree, confident girl, and it followed her like a cloud, darkening the sun.