It was perfectly normal, in the large city with building windows releasing light like a jocko lantern, and street lights eliminating the dirty streets. Most people would stay in the comfort of the lights and not bother to look were there is none. Except for this one solitary creature, with a lean waist and about 5'3, she was in tight shorts with boots that lace up and go about half way to her knees. Along side her was a cat, a rather large, black cat. Even if anyone bothered to look up towards the sky were she was prowling on top of the roofs, you couldn't get a real glimpse of her, and her companion. She has been away from her home for three days, hunting.
She sighed, and willingly let the cool breeze tussle her hair, she breathed in deeply and let the crescent moon shine on her silver claws, her deadly weapons, that could cut through anything and are putting her friends in danger. She was debating weather to go back or not, to go back to her five friends. I probably should go back, after all I am a teen titan and I need to help them fight and all that crap, but if I go back am I putting them in danger?
Robin was her best friend since they were born, and she didn't want anything to happen to him, especially if it was her own actions that hurt him.