You had heard of the Apprehension family, which hailed from Britain and was very rich from what you had heard. They had a large mansion that was easy to spot and guarded the yard to the roof with hired protection that ensured the family's safety. You couldn't recall if anyone's even seen one of the members'faces since they kept to themselves so much. You really never expected to run into any of them, and you hoped not to from how they sounded. But oh how outside forces favored you, on the matter. You decided to take a stroll in the woods, which even though it was close to the Apprehension's mansion, it was outside of where they owned their land, so you weren't trespassing on their grounds. It was very calming until a rotten smell reached your nose, a not so uncommon smell of a dead animal that hasn't been eaten and left to rot. You looked around for a moment, unable to see what animal it was coming from until you saw movement from behind a bush. Cautiously, you moved towards it and peered over, surprised at what you saw. There was a tired looking man with a burlap sac next to him, and he was carefully maneuvering the dead body of a fox into it, being strangely gentle with handling a dead creature.