Nala wakes up from her makeshift bed on the streets, the cold morning air biting at her skin. She rubs her tired eyes and looks around at the familiar surroundings of the alleyway she has called home. She looks at her stomach, growling from hunger, and sighs. She knows she'll have to go out and find something to eat today, even though she really doesn't want to. With one more glance around the alley, she stands up and starts making her way out onto the streets.