How had she ended up here for so long? This bustling city, filled to the brim with supernatural life, was meant to be nothing more than a resting point, a blur in her ever changing life. She never settled in one place for too long, but it had been several months now and Kira had still not left the confines of Sacrosanct's concrete walls. It wasn't foolishness that kept her from leaving. No, the fear and anxiety that ate away at her like a ravenous beast, clawing at the bars she had tried to lock them in deep within her, were constantly reminding her of why she kept running. Perhaps it was exhaustion that had finally caught up to her, a distinct tiredness from moving city to city like a passing storm. It even began to feel like her bones were aching, yearning for her to stop, to find someplace that resembled a home. Deep inside she did want to stop, every time she looked around and saw happy faces and families envy overcame her, because she wanted that too, but she knew the cards fate had already dealt her, she knew she could never have that again.

Slender fingers quickly tugged the sleeve of a grey sweatshirt down to slightly cover the palms of her hand. The clouds that lingered overhead threatened rain, yet thus far, not a single drop had fallen. Blue eyes drifted across her scenery, ever vigilant as they watched the blur of people quickly trying to escape the cold air. A gentle sigh released a puff of warm air, it was hardly cold to Kira, her body well adjusted to frigid temperatures. She rose from the bench she'd been sitting on, quickly shoving her hands into her pockets and keeping her head low. The world around her was quiet, muffled sounds of cars passing. She could see people talking, watch their lips move and words flowed through them, but she just couldn't hear them. Every so often, she'd reach out with her mind and touch theirs, just to listen to them think whatever thought was running through their heads in that moment, to hear what they sounded like. Kira shook her head, platinum blonde hair as white as snow tousling slightly under her hood, she hated doing that, she always felt like she'd stolen something personal from someone when she used her telepathy. She'd also learned, she usually didn't like what she heard, that people were far more cruel in their head where they thought no one could ever hear them. Quickly she slipped into a nearby coffee shop, relaxing as the aroma hit her sensitive nose.

After a few minutes, Kira slipped back out onto the main street, making sure to turn and sign to the barista thank you, a flat hand touching just below her lips before moving forward and down. Quickly two hands clasped around her warm coffee as she tucked her head low once more. Periodically Kira would sip as she walked down the street, moving closer and closer towards a place she found most comforting. It didn't take long before she reached where pavement ended and sand began, blue eyes no longer eyeing her surroundings but focused on the ocean waves before her. The young were quickly slipped off her worn shoes and socks before taking a step into the cold sand. For a moment, she paused, wiggling her toes and feeling the sensation of the small grains across her feet. Then she moved further, down to were the water gently caressed the land, stopping once more as the icy cold waves touched her exposed skin. Placing her shoes on the sand behind her, she gently sat down, positioned in a way where the waves would come and simply touch her feet, leaving the rest of her dry. The wind was harsher here this close to the water, the air colder. Blue eyes glanced around as she sipped at her coffee to see no one else brave enough to venture towards the sea today, which filled her with a sense of ease at being alone. How much she wanted to shift, to swim along the coastline...and yet she knew she couldn't. She only shifted on full moons anymore, when she absolutely had to, and even then she stayed very hidden. It was simply too dangerous to be noticed.