The mouse scampered across a number of streets within the chaotic marketplace. The neighborhood was tightly packed enough that few would see before the critter fled into a nearby side-alley. Fewer still would determine it was a clay copy of a rodent. However, whether by luck or persistence, the observant would see the little rodent come across an dead end with a few boxes stacked along the wall. The mouse made its way up the makeshift stairwell, emerging up the roof of a building that had a small tent set-up. The beast ran into the enclosure, just hoping whatever eyes were on it didn't follow the whole way.
A loud yawn emerged from the tent. Whatever sat within was either just bored or a light sleeper.
A loud yawn emerged from the tent. Whatever sat within was either just bored or a light sleeper.