The night sky mantles over the back-alley market, as carnivores walk around with vice in their eyes, and herbivores cower outside of these suburbs. You walk along the sidewalk aimlessly, not really knowing how you ended up there. Eyes bore into the back of your skull, as you make your way without a single care.

You somehow end up in an even darker alleyway. A single light illuminates a door, next to said entrance, a panda with an intimidating build leans on the concrete wall. He's smoking a bamboo cigarette.

"It's late kid, isn't it past your bedtime? Children should go home at this hour." He seems somewhat frustrated, as he moves off the wall to look at you. "What's a youngster like you doing around these parts? Man... just makes me wanna smack you hard." He shakes his head and gives you a hearty laugh.