Swabb looked into the alley hopefully. Up until now this day was going very well, so he expected to find a good meal today. The alley was right behind a Voraci exclusive tavern, where all the big fish used to wine and dine, so on occasion he found some prime food right here.
Today he was out of luck though. As soon as he took a peek he knew the alley was wiped clean. Nothing to eat in sight. Or maybe not?
Just as he was about to turn his back on the alley he caught some movement. He was pretty starved so he would consider a fat rat, but what he saw was far better.
It was a ferret, the finest cuisine according to many. Swabb quickly stepped into the alley and followed the rodent, which, scared by his approach, ran for the other end of the street. Swabb felt lucky as the animal turned right into the dead end street. He pulled out his knife.
The ferret sat on a wooden crate by the far wall.
'Come to papa.' He said 'I'm not gonna hurt you you little furball.'
'Drop the knife Swabb.'