Pihu
Across the lane, Pihu was running her fingers over a scarf. Although her hands were on the cloth, her eyes were scanning the crowd. A pale woman in ragged looking attire caught the Attuned's gaze. The stranger was striking in more ways than one, so much so that the shopkeeper selling jewelry and trinkets was glaring at the white-haired lady. The thief released the scarf with a nod at the clothing vendor on her side.
Whistling, she slipped her hands in her pockets. While the accessory seller was still watching Maea, Pihu slid one hand out. As swiftly as she could, she palmed a bracelet. When she tried to slid it up her sleeve, though, the stubborn thing got caught on something or other, because try as the raven might, she couldn't get it out of her hand. She cursed under her breath.
Whistling, she slipped her hands in her pockets. While the accessory seller was still watching Maea, Pihu slid one hand out. As swiftly as she could, she palmed a bracelet. When she tried to slid it up her sleeve, though, the stubborn thing got caught on something or other, because try as the raven might, she couldn't get it out of her hand. She cursed under her breath.
They say these are the golden years
But I wish I could disappear
But I wish I could disappear
