The full moon shone overhead, a crisp breeze bit through the air. Old paper cups rolled through the alleyways like urban tumble weeds. Ah yes, another typical autumn night in the city. The women noted to herself, pushing back stray hairs from her face. She was barely visible in the alley way, though she wasn't paying much attention at the moment. She paced back and forth, not even bothering to notice the click of her shoes as she went. She was restless tonight, quite unlike her usual behavior. [/I] Maybe its the full moon.[/I] she thought to herself with a smirk. Finally sick of pacing she lept atop a closed sumpster and settled herself with a bored sigh.