Kiera Katzubin
Kiera narrowed her eyes, two of the men didn't seem to have noticed her, but the winner of the fight had. She arched her back like a cat ready to strike, but the man didn't seem to notice. No, he held out his hand to her and talked to her as if she was a lost child."Hey. I don't know where you're from, or what you're doing living in garbage like that. It's not my place to inquire into things like that. But if you would be willing to trust a total stranger, I can take you to my apartment and give you a place for the night. A bed and warm food, how does that sound?"
She scowled and smacked his hand away, standing up on her own and dusting off her clothing. "I don't know who you think you are," Kiera hissed through her teeth. "-To think that I'd need the help of a filthy street fighter." She crossed her arms over her chest and looked over the insolent human who tried to help her.
He was dirty from the grime and dust that covered the alley, but he still had the appearance of a well-kept young person. He was also muscular, but not to the point of being overwhelming. His black hair was messy and his grey eyes were sincere and kind, so much so that it almost made the female demon forget why he was standing there in front of her. If it wasn't for a sudden growl that came from her stomach that caused her to jump a bit.
She sent him a dirty look and pointed to her stomach. "Fine, I'll come with you, but not because I want to." She added, "I just need food and the trash in here is not adequate to my tastes. I will leave your house as soon as I finish eating and get cleaned up, and I will stay no longer. You will not ask any questions and will do as I say. Now, lead me to your so called 'apartment' so that we can both get this over with."