A Musebox

A quick in and out job to steal something. That's all it was supposed to be. All she needed with her was Mird, and that was more because the strill rarely left her side when it wasn't hunting. (She was not about to try to keep pace with it while it was looking for its dinner.)

So of course, there's a complication. One in the form of another Mandalorian showing up. She can't think what else they may be after, so it looks like there's competition. Either in the form of her employer hedging his bets--in which case, she will have a word with him later--or someone else wanting the same thing.

She stays out of sight, her back against a wall and with blaster in hand while she motioned for Mird to keep quiet so as not to give away their position. Nothing she could do about the drool it leaves behind it everywhere, but there's always hoping it doesn't get noticed.