Eduardo
Sa'varni did not often come to Riften. The thieves that made their homes here got very upset when he borrowed items from them, and the guards had very sharp eyes. However, last night he had been chased out of Windhelm by an innkeeper for taking a pie, and this was the closest place where he could seek refuge. 

Nobody seemed to recognize him, which was good. He had no money left and only half a pie, which meant he needed to find someone to borrow from.
Antonio
*The Day was still young while Nelar was on the streets of Rifton. He just left haelgas bunkhouse (while avoiding to get mad at haelga eying him like a sweetroll) and was on his way to the city center. 

He did not particularly like Rifton... But currently there really wasn't a way to travel further without decent coin or knowledge of the area. 
In his bag he had some of his figured to sell, all the while one of his tools needed repairing since he broke it while creating them...*
Eduardo
The market was tempting, but that was the Guild's turf. He didn't want to get chased out of Riften, not yet, anyway. Instead, he scouted out the streets leading to the city center. Strangers were the best option, because they were often less careful with their belongings that people who were familiar with Riften's reputation.

Unfortunately, there weren't many people about so early in the morning. There was one guy, a very tall dunmer who did not look like someone Sa'varni would ordinarily mess with, coming out of the bunkhouse. He did not seem like he carried much, but it was worth a shot. 

So Sa'varni crouched down behind a corner and, when Nelar passed by, he unsheathed his claws and tried to cut the straps of Nelar's bag.
Antonio
*The blacksmith was nearly around the corner when Nelar felt the weight of his bag getting lighter... His toolkit, being connected to the straps, fell to the ground and made a quite loud noise while doing so. 

He looks towards his bag and sees the strap being disconnected by...*
Eduardo
*Oh no*

Sa'varni knew it was a bad idea, cutting purses without a crowd to hide in, but he'd gotten desperate. Riften was cramped and subideal for running away, but he did not know a good way to explain why he was slicing people's bags in the city center. 

If in doubt, always run! That's what he's been taught. So he grabbed the toolkit and took off down a nearby alleyway.
Antonio
"Oh no you don't..." *Nelar got out of his mouth while grabbing his bag forcefully and starting to pursue the cat thief through the alley.

Even though that guy might be fast... His trail will tell where he went...*
Eduardo
*Panic panic panic!* Sa'varni could hear loud footsteps coming after him. He was in no position to get caught, not today! He took a sharp left and jumped over a barrel full of cabbages, and his foot caught the lip of the barrel and sent cabbages rolling all through the alley. He resisted the urge to take some cabbages and turned into the city center, but there wasn't nearly enough of a crowd to hide in. What to do now?
Antonio
"Not my Toolkit. Everything else... By Azura even my clothes... But NOT MY TOOLKIT!"

*Weirdly enough being used to hunt things, Nelar had the cats trail and followed it... Directly into a cabbagy mess. Still being on edge he kicked the cabbages away and got a glimpse of the thief, still holding his possession.*

"Stop it right there you!"
Eduardo
Not only had Nelar found him, he had bypassed the cabbages. The dunmer was clearly a formidable appointment. 

It occurred to Sa'varni that he could drop the bag and make a run for it, but the way Nelar was pursuing him over it suggested there was something very valuable inside. 

He looked around, praying to Alkosh that no guards had noticed the chase, and ran down the steps into the canal.
Antonio
*The cat continued to flee... What else was to expect really...? Seeing that he made his way to the steps Nelar followed the thief, eyeing some guards just standing there and looking at him like the stupid clayheads they are. 

He now was on top of the stairs, looking down into the canal...*
Eduardo
He ran to the edge of the canal and nearly slipped into the water. It looked very cold, and Sa'varni was never a very good swimmer. He turned around and looked at Nelar, clutching the bag in both hands.

"Uh... That was an accident."
Antonio
*Holding eye contact the Dunmer went down the stairs, minding that the cat might pull a fast one on him... Again.*

"Don't even start. I'm not dumb."

*It took him until now to realize that the thief was a bit shorter than him... And had a quite delicately styled look. He reached the base of the stairs and now stood near not far away from the cat. It needed a lot of regulation for him to not start growling at him...*

"Those tools there. I want them back."
Eduardo
Sa'varni should've just waited until afternoon and pickpocketed the nobles while they had lunch, like he usually did. But for now, he needed to deal with this situation before he got himself into more trouble.

"Oh... These tools? Khajiit was just... Borrowing these. He did not mean to cause harm. You can have them back! Just, don't call the guards, yes?"

He didn't yet let go of the bag - maybe he could still make his escape? He looked frantically around the canal, but there was nothing except the lapping water below.