Running for one's life was a pretty simple thing, especially if one was used to the running. Wearing nothing but the clothes she had on that morning, well worn boots made for sneaking and running, and the stetson she had stolen from the corpse of the sheriff, having little to no money- for how was one to earn it if you had always been nothing but another orphan in the street?- and a bag full of the food she had gotten that day, as well as some water, Natalie Jones trailed who knew where keeping her eyes on the open road and checking the progress of the sun. She might not be an astrophogist -atrologist- or have much smarts, but give her a little time and patience and she was a quick study. Heck she only knew how to use the guns she had from watching a show down. She turns her head slightly, hearing in the distance the fall of horse hooves, continuing with her apathetic gait. If she hurried it now, she'd get into trouble. She was pretty sure her face hadn't been caught by a camera, having avoided towns as much as humanely possible, but was also sure her description had been given out. She saw in the distance a town, and decides to head there figuring why not? She continued to walk amicably turning her head hearing about 'Checkmate Inn' and shrugs slightly figuring it was a good a place as any to check the locale out. See if she could get some food somehow. She'd take table scraps and be considered blessed. She followed behind the group who had spoken about the Inn, for although she had some skills with writing and reading as she was taught before that dark day when she lost everything, she hadn't been able to enhance her skill so couldn't tell what said what.
"You followin' us boy?" Demanded one. Boy? Well her hair had been cut short every so often to survive in the heat. And her clothes were too big on her. Add to the fact that she was skinny as a rail and she could forgive the mistaken gender thing.
"No." She answered softly making sure that her voice came out normally even when her 'run' instinct was screaming at her and continued on walking as if to say 'I know where I'm going' even if she didn't.