Money had never been a problem for little miss Pippa and she didn't think that it ever would. Her father's family had been in the oil business for generations. Her brother stood to inherit it and her mother's family had money, as well. In short, she'd never been left wanting for material things. It'd been the emotional things she lacked. She was far too sheltered, too innocent... Pippa shouldn't have been walking around the town by herself but she was tired of having her father's goons trailing her everywhere she went. She was tired of being stuck on school grounds and she was tired of the caged in feeling. Fortunately, she didn't have to sneak off campus. She could just leave.
She was dressed in a pair of black heeled boots, a pair of dark washed blue jeans, a blue tank top and poncho and stylish black sunglasses. Her hair was plaited to her head in two braids, a feather woven into her hair in each long rope. She wore some of the jewelry her grandmother had made for her - a turquoise necklace and a beaded bracelet, as well as the gold ring her father had given her for her birthday last year. She was a simple and low key kind of girl. At least, she was when she was going out on her own without protection. Pippa couldn't fight, really. She knew enough to give her a chance to run away but there was no physical strength about her and she relied mostly on pressure points in the body. It was her father's doing and the sheltered lifestyle he'd designed for her.
It was the reason why she raced in the streets at night. It was why she snuck out when no one was looking and running out from her home without a guardian. Foolish but when you were caged in all the time, you didn't care abuot anything anymore. She headed off for the park, just wanting to get back to some semblance of nature. Sighing with a small smile, she stopped to admire a bed of flowers. The arrangement was lovely and colorful but it was so unnatural....