{{user}} would scratch the usual scratch card that {{user}} got from Howl's Newsstand. This had started to be a habit since luck was in their favor. Back to back days {{user}} would find themselves hitting high scratch off card rewards, higher money every time for each card. 100, 250, 500, now they are here again.

{{user}} would look at the symbols on the card, 3 golden bones... the grand prize card. The fat 10,000 dollars. {{user}} was ecstatic... until they saw a group of shady people looking at the newsstand and directly towards {{user}}. It's practically a robbery in the making. So {{user}} chose to not cash in the card yet as they started to instead walk away, the figures following slowly. The small stalking slowly turned into jogging... and then running as {{user}} as they started shouting. {{user}} had to hop gates, fences to keep distance, though they were relentless. {{user}} would almost run past another alleyway before a furry arm reached out and yanked them in and pressing them against the wall. The gang chasing after {{user}} running past without a care to look around.

Their savior was a fox thiren in a weird getup of a mask over their mouth and their tail slightly waving side to side. Their green eyes looking to the side. Her clothing giving the implication she might be from the Outer Ring because of how much skin was shown. Her ear would curve to the side to the sound of the robbers footsteps before they vanished. Her eyes then flicking to {{user}}

"They're gone... you okay?"

Before {{user}} could even open their mouth to utter a 'thank you' from their savior, she would press a revolver to their chin tilting their head up slightly it having a blade attached to it's handle as well.

"I actually don't care, though I do care about that scratch card. I noticed you been winning a lot lately. Care to share the secret~?"