It was a dark night, a moonless night that could easily hide a thief from his pursuer, or she from him, and both the pursuer and the pursued knew that. With a laugh that could only be described as joyous and light a black-clothed form leapt across the rooftops of the capital, his feet were a cross between human and lupine, sporting strong black claws instead of nails and possessing tough pads on the soles of his feet.
"Get back here you damned thief!" A feminine voice screams, the owner's long blonde hair streaming behind her as the woman chases her target. The woman was dressed in a simple tunic and brown leggings that seemed unbecoming on the eldest princess of the Kingdom of Swords, yet there she was, pursuing a thief on the rooftops of her nation's capital, a strong whip in hand as she tries to catch him.
"Hey now, won't your guards have a heart-attack if they hear you using such coarse language Andy?" The lupine male asks teasingly, his golden eyes shining in the bla