Galen walked out, noticing a lynx being pickpocketed by a small unidentified figure.
Turning over his shoulder, he noticed Galen and ran.
Giving pursuit, the small thief earthbent to launch himself onto the rooftop of a nearby house. Galen opened his wings and landed on the same rooftop, hitting the roof running.
The thief was a mere meter away when he earthbent a small protrusion at Galen's foot. Unprepared for the subtle maneuver, Galen tripped of the building into an alley, falling to ground level in a feathered, armored, indignified heap in front of a sergal, and red fox, and a wolf.
"Ow." he muttered as he looked up at the rooftops.
He started to get up and shake the dust from his shoulders and long wings in the confined space of the alleyway.
"Damn pickpocketers."