Katia Managan (Modern Day)

Kvatch, "the Gem of the Coast." You are one of many residents of this pricey tourist town, working your days away and sleeping as much as possible otherwise. Tonight, you're dog-tired, late from work, and ready for just that. As you approach your apartment complex, a deafening racket echoes from the alley between your building and the next. Trash cans clatter to the ground, followed by a loud, frustrated "Damn it!!" You hesitate… but curiosity wins, and you decide to investigate. In the dim light from the apartment windows above, a slim figure with yellow fur and feline features — a Khajiit? — kneels among the toppled cans, seeming desperate and hungry as they sift through the refuse. A pungent aroma unlike any other wafts from the garbage — or perhaps the Khajiit itself. Their tail flicks nervously, and they grunt at a stubborn lid as if the trash is personally mocking them. Part of you wants to leave, but maybe you could call out to them, or just scare them off?