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It was cold, just like every other day, but for some reason whenever she came into the city limits the cold seem to chill her even more to the bone. The houses and streets seemed less forgiving than the ice, snow and trees. They rebuffed all things natural. They forced the snow to turn to water, the stone was lifeless and impenetrable, unlike the trees that seemed to have some sort of inner warmth. The warmth that kept them alive despite the harsh conditions. Work had been slow, she had spent more time outside of the city than she had originally had planned, but that wasn’t a bad thing. She enjoyed the solitude, even if she found herself lonely a lot of the time. Being alone meant she did things on her own time, she never had anyone to answer to. She never had to do things at a certain time, or under a watchful eye, and as long as she provided, no one really cared how she did her job. She had left her home about three years ago now, to pursue her life. She never had really bought a home of her own, but that wasn’t usually an issue. Whenever she came back to the city, she usually had a room open to her at a friends. As her mind wandered on these things she questioned herself on that. Were they really friends? Even though Kita considered her more of an acquaintance? They used to be close, inseparable. They were best friends before life took over, and they both grew to adulthood. Her thoughts trailed off as she focused now on the sound of her fur lined boots on the cobblestone. They sounded heavy and muffled, not usually a sound one would associate with a female. Not the typical tapping of heals or more impractical wear.
 
It was settling to late afternoon and she was still undecided if she would stay in the city this night, or not. She was just reaching the outskirts of what was known as the ‘rich’ part of town, and heading to the more middle class region. Her eyes were cast out, watching her way, weaving in an out of people and doing the best she could to keep compact. She didn’t have to usually try too hard, she stood out like a sore thumb among the nobles and higher statured people, but she was also known among most, and most did their best to not so much as to brush up against her. She still wasn’t too sure if this was because she was lesser, or if it was some sort of small fear they had. It used to bother her. Now it was more convenient. She found that the more time she spent at the forests edge, the more she started to dislike people.
 
Growing closer to the other sections of the city, the sound of a males voice caught her ears. It wasn’t anything special, at least not to her, but she could tell he was singing? A street performer likely, and that made it even more likely she was going to run across a crowd she couldn’t easily dodge.

(( Before I respond can I please get Niko's height and possible weight? c: ))

Niko found himself pushed upright none too gently, by the woman, and stumbled backwards, only to slip and end up on his rear end. He scrambled back to his feet, brushing snow from his backside as the woman growled at the old drunk. At the moment, he would have liked to do the same, but as he turned to bark at him, he realized every single person in that crowd was laughing at him. His mouth clamped shut in a thin line as he felt waves of embarrassment and anger run through him.

And then! And then she had the nerve to hiss at Niko! The biting retort came to his lips almost at the same time the realization that this woman was a Hunter clicked in his brain.

"You would do well to watch your tongue, wench!"

Too late to take the words back, and Niko didn't want to lose any more face in front of the crowd. He stood his ground, eyes narrowed at the Huntress.