Dovey kept on passing by the rare shops and restaurants only to realize that something has been bothering her left arm, like a bruise leaving a cold trail towards her wrist. She ignored it anyway thinking it could be another bug bite. She isn't used to areas that had slightly warm climates compared to her frosty hometown.
Her stomach started to growl, she hasn't had a single bite since this morning. She begins to dig down her bag noticing that her pocket money isn't within the back pocket. She recalled a suspicious stranger bumping her before entering the town. "Dammit." She muttered under her breath, what she can do now is book up a room to stay.