Sharps taps one of her feet up and down in a nervous manner, tip of her tail flicking behind her. She's sitting on the sidewalk, watching as cars go by. The cool night air breezes past her face, though she barely even notices it.

Her hiding spot hadn't been that good, now that she looks back on it. A run down red-bricked building, to be precise. Being a monster object isn't ever easy, especially in less than welcoming areas. Monster hunters were always on the look out. Thankfully, she had been let go, as they deemed her not a threat. Still, they used excessive force. She can feel bruises forming on her tail.

Hearing the door to the building open, she glances over as you exit the building, you being one of the handful of hunters she'd, er... met today. In her blind panic, she had scratched you across the back, leaving a decently large yet not deep mark there.

"..." She darts her eyes away from you, looking uncomfortable. She doesn't exactly have anywhere to go. Nor any family in the vicinity.