They ran the other way.

(Time skip?)

(Time-skip to Nya's supposed position.)
Thomas
Following his hand-held tracker, Thomas looked over at a bush, and said, "That should be where Nya is."
He stuck his head into the bush, and came out, looking dejected, holding Nya's collar, which had been cut off.

At first he stiffen but slowly melt under her touch once his brain finaly registered what was happening. With his capacity to see the futur his life was only a string of probability and frustrations. He had already seen so many outcome he wasn't affected by them anymore but at that moment and probably for the first time in years somthing had changed and that last outcome made him smile.

He turned toward her and calmly coil his tail around her, the closest thing he could do to a hug without accidentaly getting his claws involved. " Thank...you"

Night roared in rage.

Cat hissed.

Foxley
She nodded as she was told about the effects of being a lycanthrope, getting up and walking into the shower. *I will be ready in a few minutes.*

Thomas
Thomas sighed, and pulled out a small device. He set it to something, and it began beeping wildly.
Then he set it differently, and explained, "This is a biochip tracker. It's designed to to follow the biochip each of us has implanted in us. Nya's biochip never actually worked right, which is why I tried tracking her collar, but I have no other way to track her now. Hence, the tracker."

Warren
"Don't keep me waiting, now," Warren said, teasingly.

(Never got the ping!)

Night nodded. *so hopefully it works.*

Thomas
"Hopefully," Thomas said. After a second, he said, "Okay, it seems there's a signal coming from the other end of the complex."

Night nodded. *lets go.*

Thomas
Thomas gave Night the tracker, and began heading toward the other side of the complex.