Where: Mackinac City. Michigan
When: Monday, June 12th, 2017
Advantages to wandering a tourist target at night; if you are as dark as the shadows around you no one really notes your existence. A life lived where one either learned to tread silently or got thrashed helped this. Even though the thoughts of home were pushed away as soon as they rose in the female. She had better things to focus on; like carefully lifting someone's takeaway box as they chattered to there smartphone about how fun and awesome the city was.
So the roughly third tourist of the day was left unaware till they bothered to look down that their food was gone. While an inky black entity snuck into a quiet back alley she'd slowly been turning into a bolt hole of sorts. Just in case though, she was tensed up listening for any possible tailing entities. Even as she fished out a bottle of pop she'd snagged previously and popped its lid off with her exposed talon. Anyone who came across the spindly looking 'entity' would think they were seeing something out of a videogame or one of those 'creepypasta' stories teens read online at three am to scare themselves stupid.
Of course; keeping an ear out with your back toward the only avenue of approach unless someone climbed down the walls could still spell disaster for the odd mutant. After all she isn't as worldly as she'd like to think she is, having only escaped her childhood hell a few short years ago. Thus she could easily be snuck up on or surrounded with little chance to fight back if it came down to violence.