The Thief and the Dancer

In a run-down project portion of the city

“Stop! Thief! Somepony catch him!”, an old stall keeper shouted as a cloaked figure dashed off with 2 loaves of bread, 6 necklaces, 2 jars of jam and a big basket. The shouting caught the attention of some of the local police officers who happened to be nearby on patrol of the marketplace.

The cloaked figure sped up his pursuit at the mere idea of cops on his flanks. When he finally did hear said officers in pursuit, he decided to just buck up and using a smoke bomb he distracted the cops long enough for him to escape.

“Where’ve you been? Your sister and I have been worried sick!”, a female voice shouted out from a kitchen of a terrible-looking, old, dirty shack as the figure entered through a torn curtain.

“Just ‘grocery shopping’ Ma!”, He said as he removed his hooded cloak to reveal a young brown/black unicorn stallion. He then placed his saddlebags on an old card table and began to unload them of the goods. As he removed them, an older purple/pink mare with a harp cutie-mark and an old apron came into the makeshift dining area/living area.

“Mmmmhmmm, yeah suuure you were. How many times I gotta tell ya Wolf Runner, just because we’re...low on bits as of late...doesn’t give you the excuse to go stealin’ shit! Besides, it's Illegal.”, his mother, Magnolia scolded.

Wolf Runner just scoffed as he placed the bread in the breadbox and the jam in the cooler.

“Oooohhh...not so much ‘illegal’...more like morally incorrect. Also...maybe I wouldn’t have to resort to ‘borrowing’ food if you’d actually go out and find a job so you could actually afford to feed you and Harmony. Now, if you’re done scolding me, I gotta head back to my place. I can only leave the gang alone with Garrett for so long.”, Wolf snapped back at his mother as he gathered up his saddlebags and the basket and left.

An Hour Later...
Wolf teleported back to his “house” (more like a warehouse) only to be pounced upon by a half-grown wolf. It growled menacingly before proceeding to lick him senseless.

“Okay! Okay Garrett! I give! *sigh* You got me again you overgrown cub you!”, Wolf laughed as he stroked his pet wolf before pushing him off. He then heard the unmistakable sound-off of his partner and best friend, Cane.

“Yo, Bro! What goes on?”, Cane asked as the two stallion hugged.

“Nothing much Cane. Saw my moms today. Get this, she actually had the nerve to go off on me just because I did a little ‘grocery shopping’ for her.”, Wolf responded.

“Man, your mama be gettin’ her mane in a bunch over some of the stupidest things! Hell, she better be lucky you went and got them somethin’ anyways! I mean, you ain’t had to go and get them some food. You did it out of the goodness of your own heart.”, Cane ranted to which Wolf agreed.

“You right Cane! Yet...deep down, she’s secretly glad I do this stuff 2 days a month. Anyways, any of the rest of the gang show up ‘round here yet?”, He asked.

“Nope--WHOA!!!”, Cane started before getting tackled by Garrett. Wolf just laughed as he gently pulled Garrett off of him and told him to go play.

Picking himself up off the floor, Cane grumbled to himself before going over to his best friend and his pet.

“I’ll never understand how it is that you’re cutie-mark is for canine training!?!”, He sighed as he sat on a nearby couch.

“And I’ll never tell ya. All that needs to be known is that Garrett is not only a skilled hunter and accomplice, but also a loyal companion.”, Wolf stated proudly as he watched his pet play with a chew rope.