It's late. It's not so late that the criminals have come out yet, but the sun's just set, and it is too dark for any respectable citizen to linger.

K'shiel doesn't know the reputation of Old Sutton Park, and even if he did, he wouldn't worry about muggers and drug dealers.

He's chasing fireflies floating on the grass. They're elusive, mostly because he's not actually trying to catch them. He's just playing.

The park is empty for now. This is probably for the best since K'shiel has cat ears and a cat tail. After a bit of observation, it becomes obvious--with the way he moves, especially when he pops out of existence only to reappear again a few yards further--that he is not human.

@open