Heels clicked sharply on the concrete walkway as a cool wind blew through the street. Surprisingly, for being only an hour after the schools had let out, there was very little foot traffic on the rout Koorie was currently making her way down. A long coat was pulled tight around her, keeping her warm as her brisk pace carried her closer to her destination.

A second glance to this physically blessed individual revealed that her face was powdered light, her cheeks dusted with blush and her eyes popped with the smoky color technique she wore. Behind her, her hair was pulled up into a high pony-tail, fastened with a bright silver-colored clip with curls cascading down her back, and bouncing with each quickened step she took. All in all, she was dressed up for where ever she was headed off too, and from the set look on her face, she wasn't looking forward to it.