A return of a character I've doodled first aaaages ago -> https://www.furaffinity.net/view/37666388/

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They were stalking the streets, soft shuffle of their nimble paws against the cobblestone so much different to crunching of tall grass she got accustomed to throughout her childhood and later, when she joined Zoriah's band as a proper member. The thumping behind her brow as they were encroaching on their prey was a familiar feeling, tho, cold of the night contrasting against heat rising from within, only made worse by her thick, padded coat. Some of her men were still wearing their skimpy, Loranor-made outfits that could hardly be called armour, but the idea of random dagger finding a way between her ribs cured her of her traditions quickly, especially seeing how effective even a simple garb could be on the mercenaries of the Vanolose fat, walking purses.

A beginning of the scream turned into exasperated gasp as a furry paw find its way over mouth of their target's neighbour. With an angry hiss woman got shoved back into her own yard, rushing inside the house without making further noise, escorted away by a massive Leonid almost twice her size. She seemed too smart to raise an alarm right there, but their clock has just started anyway, so she gestured to drop the stealth and they busied themselves to all the exits from the property.

Azibal and two of her men reached the furthest gate just as a yell came and cut off from the other side of the mansion, eliciting an unspoken question in a form of an audible grunt, reaching them across the fence. Her companions pulled, each at one of the wings and her hefty mace launched at the head of the man on the other side...

...They poured out, heat rising behind them, but it would still take some time for fire to spread to become visible from the streets. Azibal gave a disgruntled shove to last of the servants who had to be removed by force so they wouldn't try to save - and likely perish doing so - their masters treasures. Some of her Leonids were dragging the hired guards, some just outright helping the wounded mercenaries out, their contract obviously failed and with no further need for anomisity, but a dire need of escape from the doomed place.

Guards rushed by them, desperately trying not to pay attention to Bandit Queen of Aldeyhidi and her entourage for long enough to give them a quick exit. Happy that they should take over preventing those desperate servants that remained around from rushing inside, she whistled at her men and they quickly fled the place.

That should give a clear signal to everyone interested what she thought about people bringing into *her* city ship full of cages with enslaved Loranors. Now she had to go to the harbour, she had plenty of people to arrange a return trip to Aels for, and surely quite a few who could be offered new employment.