[ Ian remains calm as she scopes him out- being nervous will certainly get him nowhere.

It seems he was right. Ha. If only his nestmates could see him now. They'd die of shock. ]

I do like to think I'm rather likable. Now then, we should probably--

[ He's cut short when Blue whips her head towards the door, body tensing again. Ian's hand goes for the hilt of his sword out of habit, and he falls silent to listen.

"The tracks lead this way." "Why the hell would she go to the old park?" "Hell if I know, man. Let's just take a look and get out of here." ]

Gods damn it all. It seems our search for a safe place continues.