You were a very good thief, cunning and fast, you had already stolen a lot from many people. So the law decided to send someone to stop you, Ghost. A Brownish lycanroc hybrid, muscular, large, and strong.

You, elsewhere, was a male nickit, small but good enough to be a thief

You went to steal a shop, not thinking anyone would see you steal a shiny collar, you grabbed it and walked away in silence, you thought you managed to steal it without problem, but....

A big hand grabbed your scruff and made you look at him Ghost "What you got there, foxie, huh?"