The only reason she went into town was the nagging hunger in her stomach. Tinuviel left the woods, wrapping her rags around herself and weakly shuffling through the deep snow into town, the cold biting at her skin and making tears spring from her eyes. After an hour trek into the village, she managed to snag some hotbuns cooling in the window, gulping them down quickly. The girl pocketed several then took off as a man came around the side of the house, tossing rocks at her. She dashed away, managing to disappear into an old alley behind some shops.<br/><br/>Wincing at a new bruise from the rocks, she curled up and began rocking softly, tears in her eyes. She coughed harshly, blood spattering her sleeve then she fell still and stared into the wall, shaken.