Life in the war-torn city of New York was considered difficult, but for the escapees and refugees who called the streets their home, this was simply another part of their daily lives. Although suffering from the scarcity of supplies of all kind, most had learned to adapt to these changes. Well, some better than others. As for Luke, the situation he was in now, was basically similar to his life in the past. It was as if he was merely getting back to his roots as thievery and deception once again became a part of his life. Though, this time, it was a tad different. 

Idly hanging atop an electric wire above one of the streets of New York, was a stout-bodied bird with a short neck, short slender bills and a fleshy cere. To most of those who noticed, in their eyes was just an ordinary pigeon, but in reality, it was an Unnatural who was scouting the area around him for any possible victims to steal from or individuals that could present themselves as a potential threat. However, what Luke caught in his sights was none of the two. 

"Look what we have here." 

A few meters away from him, was a young woman. Based on her height, she was probably a teenager, but it was hard to make sure of with most of her person being hidden behind a cloak. This wasn't a first for Luke; he had encountered several individuals alone and struggling on the streets, and during each time, he saw each and every one of them as an opportunity waiting to be taken.

Not wanting to waste the one presented in front of him, Luke took flight and soared downwards towards the young female, softly landing on top of her right shoulder. Hopefully, she would lead him to something interesting.