[Quiet Man Cometh]

The sun was moving lower in the sky, and was starting to cast it's long shadows through the wooded area where some of the cars were. Mirri had all but nodded off, laying on the ground with her four paws tucked beneath her. If it was getting cold she hardly noticed.

The ruckus caused by the sirens had stopped, and only strange blinking lights on the edge of a few leaves here and there reminded them of the commotion still happening around there old home. Another hour or two, and it would be safe to head back and see what remained of the shop, and whether or not there was anything left worth salvaging.