the line "Window-box town crier;" reminds me of observing my own cat when chipmunks or birds come on our deck and he watches from our sliding glass door as he makes instinctual sounds indicating he is powerless to do anything unless the slider is opened so he can pursue now. \n\nthe line "warm-blooded night on a cold tile." suggests Ian is comparing their actions to hunters that wait on a tree stand in the cold for prey.
the line "Window-box town crier;" reminds me of observing my own cat when chipmunks or birds come on our deck and he watches from our sliding glass door as he makes instinctual sounds indicating he is powerless to do anything unless the slider is opened so he can pursue now. \n\nthe line "warm-blooded night on a cold tile." suggests Ian is comparing their actions to hunters that wait on a tree stand in the cold for prey.