Some people got violent to deal with emotions. Others ate. Zitka? She stole. The kitsune's tail flicked anxiously as she crept up to a door, putting her ear against it to see if it was occupied. If it was, she'd move on to the next one. No use getting caught so easily. Luckily for her, the room was unlocked. Grinning to herself, Zitka slipped into the room and shut the door behind her, ready to start looting.