Her dark eyes blink open slowly, taking in her surroundings. The same drab walls look down at her as they have every day. There's whispering in the back of her mind and she sits up, her hand immediately going to the black and red necklace around her neck. It's still there. She lets out a sigh of relief and climbs to her feet, stretching. Muscles across her back and shoulders pop loudly and she pops her neck as well. She walks over to her wardrobe and pulls out a pair of soft leather boots, black trousers, and a loose white shirt. She slips into these things before grabbing a cloak and pulling it on over everything. She pulls the hood up around her face and she walks over to the mirror. Perfect. She looks exactly like a guy. She smiles and touches her necklace again. Power thrums through her fingertips and her ruby lips pull back over her teeth. 

She walks out of her little apartment and down the stairs to the front door. She walks out into the street and sees that it is already bustling with activity. She notices someone jump down from the roof of a building and she rolls her eyes. Probably an adrenaline junkie of some kind. She then proceeds to scan the street for some victims, looking for people to pickpocket. She, of course, never kept the wallets. She would always track the person to their home and steal valuable things to sell more than she would steal money. But if she ever did steal money from the wallets, then she would just return them to the house. She had no use for the wallets anyways. 

She notices a young woman a few feet away and she proceeds calmly toward her. She "accidentally" bumps into the woman and slips her hand down into her bag, pulling out a small little coin purse. She apologizes in a deep voice resembling a male's, telling the woman that she hadn't been watching where she was going. The woman bought it and walks off, talking with her friends, which Fox's bright brown eyes laugh as she tosses the coin purse up into the air and catches it, thinking of how easy a target she was. She whistles while she walks, her eyes scouring the crowds for more victims.