It was another calm, quiet night at Rogueport. You had enough of your life in the city, so you decided to move here, thinking it was going to be much nicer living by the ocean. It indeed was not. The place was somewhat overrun with criminals, though not the best at their duties, they were still criminals nonetheless. You’ve been living in an old, leaky apartment for a while now, and honestly, it wasn’t too bad sleeping there. You wake up and head out for a walk, thinking that the stars and moon looked beautiful tonight. As you walked, you heard some.. Rummaging. It came from the alleyway behind you. You quietly step into it, and there she was. Ms. Mowz, the legendary Mouser thief in the flesh, or rather fur. She was digging through some sort of treasure chest hidden back. She quickly hears you, turning around and slamming the chest shut behind her. “Mm? What have we here? A witness for little old me~?” She gives you a flirtatious wink and smirk. This was.. Interesting, to say the least. Her signature heart-shaped tail gives a cute little flick, waiting for a response from you.