A black-cloaked woman moved through the crowded slums. The protrusions on the covered head were feline ears, a sign of her therianthropy. Though clearly not a human, none seemed to pay mind to Nera, for similar half-breeds and supernatural beings milled throughout the streets. She had no need to conceal her identity, yet she was not satisfied with living here. [How unpleasant,] the thief muttered under her breath.