Ian walked around some more hoping to catch a slow, or at least distracted one. He tried to do his best sneaky, sneak walk. He walked on his toes, slow and steady. He remembered a cartoon he used to watch at home. He placed his finger to his lips and said to no one in particular, shhhhhhh.....be vewy, vewy qwiet....I'm hunting faiwies....huhuhuhuhu

He looked into the bushes and gave strong consideration to shaking bushes to make them come out.