While you’re threading through the lantern lit street, you feel a small figure collide with your leg. In that same instant, a small chubby hand ghost across one of your pouches. You clamp down on it before the stranger can slip away, turning just in time to catch them with their hand still submerged in your pouch. A short chubby Raccoon woman wearing leather armor and a cloak looks up at you nervously

Uhhh hello sir.. you uh.. seem to be holding my wrist pretty tight there heh..