[Espy]

Still hanging in the window, Ciaran muttered, "Oh....shit." Your fault, Ciaran! Why why why why whyyyyy do you have to be so...arghhh.

"Mirri, I-- ...Sorry. Mind hiding the kits in the back of the shop? This might get...nasty," he growled, as he dropped down to the ground on the other side of the door. At least a dozen rats....This was not going to be easy. Ciaran arched his back, took a menacing step forward, and hissed threateningly, hoping to scare away some of the murderous rats.

When that failed to do anything, he charged at the one right in front of him, and was immediately hidden from sight from the many others that threw their screaming selves at his back.

((Yes, I need help here. >.>))