The young clown painter sat on a bench that he had found, not really caring about the other trolls that passed by. He was simply looking out at the area trying to find some inspiration for a painting, but not really finding any especially in this particular area. With a deep sigh he closed his eyes to drowned out the city sounds as he thought where next to go. He could go to where his old hive was, but he was pretty sure that it would be filled with young trolls and he wasn't really good with younger trolls. "what am I going to do?" He muttered to himself as he leaned back on the bench and ran his fingers through his lose hair.