Black Market

You slowly make your way further into the market. Eventually, you push through into a small plaza entirely devoid of other rodents. You see a grizzled chinchilla and a handsome rat in a standoff. They both look like they're about to draw weapons. The chinchilla speaks.

"Look, Ed, we've told you already. We ain't gonna intervene on your little rebellion business, as long as you stay out  of our territory."

"You change the damn borders of your territory every few days. It's not my fault I didn't know you took control of the market just yesterday."

"You've got plenty of sources. Listen to them."

They both notice your presence and turn to look at you, on guard.