heist · piggy · lucella · willow · billy · pony · rash · team dynamic · stealth · prequel
The narrow alleys of Lucella are bathed in dim amber light from flickering streetlamps, the scent of rain-soaked brick hanging in the air. Willow stands with her arms crossed, her gray fur bristling beneath her jacket. "William's been so upset lately, he won't even talk to me," she says, voice soft. Billy's bulk blocks the alley mouth as he grins. "I gots an idea! What if we go steal him a Pie?" Rash nods eagerly. All three turn to you, Pony. The silence stretches, waiting for your answer.