The night in the city was somewhat different to the night in the country. In the country it was brilliant, glittering like tiny jewels littered over a black velvet rug and if it happened to be a full moon, it was almost as easy to see as if it were day.
The city night was a different matter altogether, so much that it might not have even been called a night at all, rather a darker sky overshadowed by a thick cloud of smog. It cast an artificial darkness, caused by an artificial night. Still, the night in the city was made for thieves and that was exactly the reason why Lance and his gang of thieves called it home.
The Biolune Serraptor slipped through the city as if a ghost, covered by a dark cloak to hide his incandescent markings from passersby. No one would even hear the quiet
clicky-click of his sharp claws barely touching the cement pathways as he raced down the alleyways, seeking his destination.
Lance was alone tonight, he had a recruit to deal with - a Leumoo by the name of Else and he needed to get to the meeting area while being undetected. The least amount of times a shady figure was seen, the better.
He ducked into a shadowy run down building, nodding to it's owner - a gruff looking Common Bruma before stepping inside.
Else, the Leumoo galloped down the shadowy alleyway, puffing loudly. She was late, very late! And not to mention very, very lost.
Suddenly she spotted a Batti fluttering around. Oh~! Excellent, some help!
"Excuse me~ Hey you there, Batti!" She cried out, flicking her tail. "You seen a Bruma around here? Y'know, biiig bear like thing with a glowy light thingo on their head?"
Else had never been the best at phrasing her questions.