
He didn't mark where he'd searched by tree, as some people did. Too obvious and Cade wasn't a fan of that route. He remained in the shadows and would like to stay that way. No messing with the outside world for now.
It was the dead of night. Beyond the scurrying of mice and the occasional hoot of an owl nearby, Caden didn't hear anything. Rather than sound, it was a light that tipped him off to a presence. Light and a home.
Closer and closer he crept, searching for a window, some kind of opening, details to be made aware of. Anything. He made sure to keep out of the light. He didn't want it to steal away his cover.