Scar was running home, he was shielding himself from the pouring rain with his jacket, a blanket shielding his centaur body. He would fly home if he could, but his elytra was broken and, even then, he didn't have any fireworks. Scar used his jacket to cover himself, but even then he was shivering and shuddering. He then heard a noise. His cat ears flicked, trying to pinpoint where the sound came from.