Nat had needed to change locations and taken a fallen down shack at the edge of town not far from the beach.  It was getting to nicer weather and she liked to sit on the beach from time to time.  However, that meant supplies.  She had not been able to carry the kit she had put together in the vacant house she had been staying in during the winter.  She had made a few trips to gather the kettle, a couple of blankets, and her personal things but had left most of what had belonged with the house there.  She had sold a few items from the house for the food that winter but now had made enough trips that she felt it was safer to not take too many more.

She still had most of the generous coins from the pouch the man had given her when she had helped him get away from the constables. Those though, she hoped to save for when she could rent a flat.  She had that carefully hidden.  However, now, she needed a few things to make the shack more liveable.   She figured finding someone with some loose pockets might be needed.  She didn't like stealing, and only did it when she really felt she needed to, and the person looked to have more than the average person.  She wouldn't take from those that were struggling.

Wandering around, she was dusty, after helping put coal into the basement of one of the shops.  She had her scarf around her neck still from using it to cover her face to protect from the coal dust.  She was wearing brown trousers, a large deep navy jacket with a collar that was up around her neck rubbing the dark short hair, under that was a loose button-up shirt of blue, brown worn boots, and a floppy plaid hat over her head. 

She was not the only kid wandering around.  There were some playing some sort of ball game nearby and others were just sitting watching.  She had worked with some of them doing odd jobs around town, and running scams as well.  She nodded to several of them as she gazed around looking for a good choice.  She saw the man with the wagon and as he had bought a lot of things, she thought he likely was prosperous enough.  His clothing looked that way to her anyway.  She moved closer to get a better view of where he might have put his leftover coins or maybe a watch within her reach. 

She was good at this and was cautious.   She glanced around other people around him as well.  All it would take would be someone seeing her and she would be nicked.