The city can be compared to a lot of things. Jungles and Mazes and Playgrounds... with the layout of the buildings and parks it was both frightening and fascinating. The streetlights in the neighborhood flicker on and off as a show of poorly being maintained. The moon was full in the sky but the towering metal heaps blocked most of the light... it was just past midnight and Lily was still a long way from home.
The autumn wind kicked up the few leaves that had fallen from small trees planted on the sidewalk. Lily picked up her pace walking, the soft sound of her flats against the sidewalk echoed in the air. She took hold of her jacket and clutched it closed around her. She was always nervous after leaving training. Listening to lessons about horrible creatures living in the city and knowing that if she was found out it would mean the end of her always had her on edge.
She wasn't a typical hunter of course. She was young and petite. Standing only 5'6 and with a skinny athletic build. She had pale skin from her Irish heritage, freckles and emerald eyes that her red hair sometimes hid from the world. She wasn't an only child so she grew up tough, but as tough as someone is... she still didn't fit Hunter material. Lily stumbled into it by accident, saw things she shouldn't have seen and was taken in by a mentor to protect her life.
But still, for all the training she had gotten it was nights like this, walking home alone in the dark... and the streets were uncomfortably empty. She tried to make sure she walked closer to the road with each alleyway she passed but... she didn't know how much good it would do.
The autumn wind kicked up the few leaves that had fallen from small trees planted on the sidewalk. Lily picked up her pace walking, the soft sound of her flats against the sidewalk echoed in the air. She took hold of her jacket and clutched it closed around her. She was always nervous after leaving training. Listening to lessons about horrible creatures living in the city and knowing that if she was found out it would mean the end of her always had her on edge.
She wasn't a typical hunter of course. She was young and petite. Standing only 5'6 and with a skinny athletic build. She had pale skin from her Irish heritage, freckles and emerald eyes that her red hair sometimes hid from the world. She wasn't an only child so she grew up tough, but as tough as someone is... she still didn't fit Hunter material. Lily stumbled into it by accident, saw things she shouldn't have seen and was taken in by a mentor to protect her life.
But still, for all the training she had gotten it was nights like this, walking home alone in the dark... and the streets were uncomfortably empty. She tried to make sure she walked closer to the road with each alleyway she passed but... she didn't know how much good it would do.