The wind sliced through the thin black fabric, tossing stray strands of hair that had escaped their ribbons across her pale cheek bones. There were many people mingling in the town, peddling wares and buying. Cora was not looking for much, perhaps a string of beads or a book. She had not planned on going far today- just down the street and then home again to find something nibble-worthy for her midday meal. Twirling a lock of dark curls around her forefinger, she watched a few people pass by before crossing to a shop selling books. Outside, she picked through a cart of books- tucking her choices under her arm for later scrutiny. Humming softly to herself, she barely noticed the male all but kicking puppies as he roamed the streets calling out vulgar names that could have made the best of them blush. While she was not completely innocent, she'd yet to play... Those games. Rubbing her thumb over her lower lip, she considered a title before tossing it back onto the shelf it came from. Her blue-grey eyes flickered, searching for a treasure among the trash.