Ravyn's POV:
I leaped over a busted wooden crate in the middle of the sidewalk as I rounded the block. My bag that was over my shoulder was full of paint cans, my trusty dagger, a few ninja stars, and my rock climbing gear was still around my waist with a few other miscellaneous climbing accessories in my bag. The moving light coming from a flashlight shining behind me indicated that he was still close to me and getting closer. I had just gotten caught hanging over the outside of one of the bridges over the highway spray painting. I didn't have time after getting alerted by the officer that I was caught vandalizing until it was almost too late so I didn't have time to pack my gear back in my bag. It really wasn't the easiest way to run.
"Ravyn! Stop!" I heard his voice as I threw my bag
