Don't look now (Mitsuki)

[David B.]

David crouched, two of the Sky Force behind him. At his feet were a few muddy tracks, heading north into the Neutral territory. The feet were large, and threaded- likely boots of military grade.

Turning to the men, he spoke calmly.

"Return to Base, bring ten men in from home security to the north wall for additional patrols. I want the hold found, and plugged."

They clapped fists to their hearts and took to the sky, heading back south. David, meanwhile, would turn and continue after the tracks to hunt the men down who did it, noting that he wasn't too far from Allies such as Mitsuki or Tsubame if needed.

[Mitsuki Park]

Though not too far up ahead, Mitsuki would be following the same pair of tracks David was- though not as intently. Her hands were slipped into the back pocket of her black jeans as she leisurely made her way following the large tracks. She didn't know what it was, but it was a curious thing- and interesting.

[David B.]

David started off, jogging after the tracks, using the air to mold to the prints so he didn't have to keep glancing down. He stretched out his Qi, pushing a bit ahead to-

He slowed. Someone else was following them? Making them, maybe? He glanced to the right, taking a side alley but keeping track of the individual on the footprint trail. Mitsuki might feel a little brush of wind along her hands as he tried to make sure she didn't disappear on him. He sprinted down the alley and out a side street, running up the road and into a building. He ran clean through and paused at the back door, hand on his simple sword...

He blinked once, then twice.

Standing, he walked out the door.

"Mitsuki...? What are you doing here?"

He glanced around, wondering if perhaps she was a clone or illusion, and prepping for a possible ambush, just in case.