[The movements are swift, but the telltale signs are there. The rustle of the leaves, a branch swaying where it was still a second before. To the more observant residents of the city, it's obvious that someone is doing his best to avoid detection. Of course, one can't avoid the eyes of the city forever, and it doesn't take long for him to be revealed pressed against the body of a large tree somewhere in the southern district. Oh, and he's a rabbit hybrid, standing just a shade under six feet tall, not counting the ears. He's fidgeting with what looks to be an MP3 player of some kind, every so often peering out behind the tree. Inexplicably, he also turns to stare at his hands or tug at the long ears atop his head, whispering a curse each time he does.]

This isn't home. Come on, come on... work.

[He slams the device against his palm a few times, then hurls it away in disgust.]

Damn tech. Never does anything when you need it. [He takes in a few deep breaths.] The question is, where in the name of Bede am I? This isn't the Rez. Hell, this isn't even California, at least no part of it I've seen before. [There's another tug of the ear.] And why aren't I shifting? I should have more than enough energy!