YOU THINK THAT YOU'RE A MAN
I THINK, THEREFORE I AM.

The sun lay high in the sky, bearing down on the the boardwalk. Slowly the dull purple racoon sneaked in the shadows with an empty bag in her tiny paws. Who knew that one of the first things she would do as an immune would be a raid on the Boardwalk for candy? Well, she did, of course.

As she climbed into the window of one of the houses, she was quite surprised to see and sense that no one was there. And even more surprised to smell candy. Tracking the scent to a trunk, she opened it up to find a small bounty, like five suckers. Well, a bounty is a bounty! Quickly scooping the candy up into the bag she went into the next room, finding a little more candy. Deciding that she shouldn't be in for too long, she went to find a window to escape from.

Climbing out of a window and landing on the boardwalk itself, she looked in her bag and smiled at her bounty. 5 suckers,  a piece of chocolate, and three jaw breakers. She went to the next house, did the same thing, and climbed back out with even more candy. More jawbreakers and chocolate. While she was climbing into the next house's window, she froze at the sound of someone walking up and the scent of Palm Glades. Turning to whoever was behind her, she let out a quiet word.

[color=#765a90]"Hello..?"


[color=#765a90]"Speech Here"

In any other scenario, Rhinestone probably wouldn't have cared much about what Mezrith was doing. After all, the legate himself didn't have much of a sweet tooth, so it wasn't as if he would be missing the various sweets all that much. Plus, he still remained within camp the majority of the time, so he didn't even really notice what was going on within the boardwalk unless someone came rushing up to him. Unfortunately, there was one small hitch in what Mezrith was doing, and that was the fact that she was entering houses. While some of the Glades still remained in their dens dotted around their sand camp, some had taken to living within the homes on the boardwalk, and Rhine couldn't blame them. Some of them were quite sturdy and cozy, and he was sure he could make a nice home out of one, if he just wasn't so attached to his own den. However, this also meant that those homes were where people kept their things, and while the serval didn't have the biggest sweet tooth, there were some within the group that liked their sweets. Liked them, and didn't want them snatched away from them while they were out, or sleeping.

It was mostly by random chance that Rhine happened to be on the boardwalk that day, having been checking in on the various members that lived there. Everything had been going well until he greeted one with what looked to be a sour expression on their face, explaining to him that they had some food stolen from their home. That had obviously put a frown on his muzzle, and he had started to go searching for the culprit, his short tail flicking behind him in irritation. When he eventually came across both Mezrith and Onyxpaw, it wasn't hard to see who the perpetrator had been, considering she was halfway up and into the next window. With a heavy sigh, Rhinestone's ears pulled back, pressing against his skull as he moved over. He touched his nose lightly to his daughter's head before he spoke to Mezrith, a displeased huff of air leaving him, "Mezrith... normally I wouldn't care about you going on a candy collection spree, but I've been getting some complaints. You do know that people actually live in these buildings, right?" There was always the chance that she actually hadn't, and had simply seen the boardwalk as an abandoned extension of the territory. In that case, he'd be a bit more lenient.

YOU THINK THAT YOU'RE A MAN
I THINK, THEREFORE I AM.

The racoon looked at Onyx, a single second of relief coming from the demon before she saw Rhine. [color=#765a90]"Oh no - I'm in the boots now, aren't I." She dropped the bag onto the boardwalk below and clambered out of the window, ears angled toward Rhine as he spoke. A pout displayed itself on her face. [color=#765a90]"In all honesty, I have two things to say - one, i figured some of these houses had people living in them, and I've been avoiding most of those. Two, if they have complaints, I'm not that hard to find. I'm one of the many sore thumbs of the group."

She stretched and used that stretching to shift back into her main form. Flicking some of her 'mane' out of her face, she smiled. [color=#765a90]"I am sorry, though. Truly - I try not to steal candy but I tend to get a craving for it and I'm too chaotic good to try and raid another group for sweets."

[color=#765a90]"Speech Here"