*Ranit  was lounging in a darkened doorway hiding from the gangs of boys who roamed the slums looking for trouble. Shed been found once and that was once to many. It was only luck that she had been able to escape with nothing more than ripped clothes and a busted lip and that was a few years ago before she started to look more like a girl . Her black hair done up in a tight braid that hung to her mid back. Her brown eyes flickered over the trio<strong>"What a dump... reminds me of where I grew up."</strong>she heard one of them say and instantly went on the offensive it wasn't much but it was HER home he was insulting. Well if he was going to insult it he would have to pay a toll. She stuffed her braid down inside the back of her shirt as she stepped from her hiding spot and moved towards them from behind. A first glance would have her appearing to be no more than a child, a slight figure smaller than even the smallest of the trio. Dressed in well worn patched shapeless clothing that hung on her small frame  a gray hooded cape thrown over one shoulder. Bumping into the mouthy man she glared at him " Watch where I'm walking!" and moving quickly past him some small trinket of his coming with her. She would stop and look at her prize once she was safely away. No need alerting him by running.