Vivian squinted as she looked around the small, ruined cottage, and her golden eyes slowly ran over the shelving, the floor, and what was left of the furniture. [i]I wasn't imagining it. Someone was here,[/i] she thought. There wasn't exactly a place to hide in the tiny cottage, so her attention turned on the window where a small tether of cloth stuck to the broken glass. There was no blood, however, and Vivian had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. Someone as small or smaller than her running about the Ash? All by themselves? What sort of power could they possess to allow [i]that[/i]? 

Whoever it was, they had food. That much was clear. So Vivian stared out the window and would suddenly appear in front of Dawn, facing away from the cottage. Vivian turned her head, looking right and then left. "Hm?" she hummed, confusion in her tone as she wondered just where exactly the other could have when. Vivian turned suddenly to peer back inside, and that's when her eyebrows raised in surprise to see the girl creeping away from Vivian. "Sneaky little rat," she said suddenly, harshly.