she stopped at the edge of the tree line seeing another row of guards "shiz." she cursed to her self.

Warren is close - you can hear a sound like nails being poured down a tube slide.

she covered her ears clinging to the tree.

Warren retracts the sheet. Frowning as he looks down, he can't see anymore prints. They just stop at a tree. Looking up, he considers the possibilities.

she looked down and clung closer to the tree she didn't think he would follower her this far.

Warren, glancing around the tree, takes notice of the line of guards. Exhaling, he mentally yells at himself. He should have known they'd send the most strength to the city line.

she started to scramble up the tree to get a higher view point.

Warren leans his back against the tree, running millions of tactics through his head. Because he was once part of the force, he had a few ideas of what the line would do if he were to attack, defend, or just run.

luca jumped at on of the guards the side of her shirt visibly red at this point.

Warren inhales sharply. He almost called out to her, but he didn't want to draw unwelcome attention. Instead, he bites his tongue, telling himself to interfere if anything gets too out of hand.