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[painted_seals]

He walked through the market square, weaving through the bustling crowd. It was mid-day and all the birds were singing... well maybe only a few, but it was enough to catch an artist's attention; even more so, one who held an interest in them. From those flying up ahead, Sai spotted a particularly intriguing one - a peregrine falcon. Quickly, he picked up his pace, his gaze on the feathered creature above. With the crowd growing thicker as the noon day wore on, it didn't take long before he realized he was going to lose it. Determined to observe it for a little longer, Sai jumped up onto a roof top and sprinted after it.

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[whatoncewas]

She had acquired a tendency to roof sit since ending up in Michi, but the last thing she'd expected was to see someone tearing across the rooftops so... intensely. If nothing else, it caught her interest enough to follow, though a bit more sedately.

[painted_seals]

He knew he was being followed, he wasn't stupid, so his attention was split between the bird and his pursuer. Unsure if it was an enemy or not, Sai let them follow him until they chose to intercept him - at which point, he'd be ready.

Quickly, he jumped from rooftop to rooftop, his form gliding through the air before his feet touched solid ground once more. He headed east, directed by the birds movement. He kept his eyes up above waiting for the moment it would spot a potential meal and circle its prey, but until then he picked up his pace as not to lose it. It wasn't long before the bird stopped its forward flight and began to circle a patch of sky. Sai took this as a good sign and quickly drew closer, by this point he was well out of the market area and closer to the park. Without ever losing sight of his target, the ROOT nin left the rooftops and landed on the ground at a running pace. Not long after, he came to sudden and final halt near a water fountain. He looked up then, a hand coming up to block the sun. Dust ebbed around him, carried by the faint wind as dark eyes caught sight of the bird of prey.

[whatoncewas]

Once he halted, just at the edges of her perception, her own pursuit slowed further. If he wasn't moving, she didn't really need to chase, and she finally jumped to the ground from one of the buildings that was within sight of the fountain, landing lightly on her feet before padding toward him.

She had no need to mask her presence from the larger teen after all, and she was capable of defending herself if he took exception to her.