Lucas ran, panting heavily as his foot steps splashed in the puddles from the rain soaking his tattered shoes. White hair plastered on his face obscuring bright blue eyes which focused on the wall now in front of him and he scaled it easily. He sat in the corner against the bricks and pulled out a chicken leg. As soon as his breath was under any semblance of control he dug into the meat, not even bothering to look around the rain dampened yard. It had just finished raining, hence why he was more easily able to get away. His knees shone through large holes in his jeans and dirt was smeared every where on his soaked frame, streaked with the rain he had been caught in, that was the only reason you could tell his hair was white, the rain had taken some of the dirt away.
Lucas shivered as he gnawed every scrap of meat of the bone before tossing it aside and finally looking at where he had landed.