Gunner's sitting relaxed outside, looking up at the stars. He was always the one to stay up late and wake up at 2 in the afternoon, he loved the stars and the mystery and quiet of the night, a contrast to his cacophony of a personality. He picks up his wooden sledge hammer and trails his hands over the nicks in it. He hums. It had been a pretty busy day of chasing people down, but he enjoyed it. His eyes flicker to the forest as he hears a sound. He pauses and then grins, grabbing his hammer and runs towards the sound. Whatever it is quickly runs away, and he grins wider once he realizes it's a person. He catches up and grabs them by the ankle, lifting them up and letting them dangle, looking down at them

"Gotcha~"