“Come on guys! Give a gal a break?” Cooed Natalie as she slid out of sight from some of the guards. “It’s just a bit of meat. You really do not want to starve my house guest. Besides I can’t afford it, you’ve never caught me, can’t we let bygones be bygones?” She teases as she pulled down some fabrics to cover the guards still after her trail. She stopped to catch her breath and felt the eyes on her and she turned her head spotting the ill hidden man near by. He was dressed SUPER fine in all those silks. She felt both longing and a little bit of hatred for what the man represented. The rich who wouldn’t even spit at her much less make sure those like her -the cold and starving- had anything.
“Go to Madame Shiva for entertainment.” She snarled and climbed up the other building to get to her home.
“There’s the street rat! Up there! We [i]will[/i] catch her this time!” It was their honor if they didn’t and yet she had always proved illusive.