Farley watched in silence as his mate dipped her tail into the colorful paints and dragged it along the small canvas. While Farley preferred his human form she preferred her natural. Farley hated to his very core what he was: a rat. Both in physicality and in occupation. When he changed into his Rattegan form it was easy to go unspotted. He could easily move into places others didn't even know about. Serena, Farley's mate, sold beautiful paintings. Farley sold something that could not be felt or seen, but yet so much more powerful then Serena's paintings. Farley sold information. It was not a position of power. It was always the people of action who got all the credit. While Farley had uncovered deep secrets, scoped out place of future raids, and risked his own life countless times, his name was never mentioned in the papers. Farley was a rat through and through.