The Film Noir Experience

So, I get up this morning and I go to school and while I'm getting in my car to drive away, I notice something moving in the woods by my flat. Its two kittens playing on a pile of wood. One of them I've seen around before, usually poking around the dumpsters. It made me sad to see them out there and I thought I'd go check it out when I got home.

They're so tiny. They are definitely kittens.

Anyway, when I came home, I didn't have to investigate. They were playing on the same stack of wood. Happy as little lions. So, I walked out towards them and they stopped playing and stared at me and then when I got too close they dove underneath some branches. I went back in the house and grabbed my last packet of tuna. I left it for them. A couple of hours later, I went back out to check on them, and the tuna was almost gone. (I actually hadn't even noticed one of them sort of creeping towards it for more. Of course, I scared it back.)

I'm hoping that after a few days of leaving them some nibbles that they'll decide that I'm okay so that I can either A. adopt them or B. take them to the Ten Lives Club so that some other awesome person can adopt them. It is going to get cold and awful and snowy. And, even though they have little kitty fur coats on, they shouldn't have to be out there in the cold and ice. That's just not cool.

Any ideas on how to better coax them out of the woods?