It was supposed to be an easy haul but Alfie's clan had never encountered such a formidable opponent before in the Neath--a woman, at that! Though she was huge to their rather tiny statures, she offered Alfie something he never thought he'd have - a warm home and love. His view was still short, his body still tender after the long, arduous fight with the woman's stomping feet, and his pride deeply damaged after the abandonment of his clan, but the Disgraced Rattus Faber Bandit-Chief was surprisingly hopeful for the future.



((Note: I named my Disgraced Rattus Faber Bandit-Chief Alfie, so yeah.))