LeLoup Arvčne was sitting in the parlor. He was in his wolfen form, with an undersized top hat perched upon his head. A shaking TigerFang sat before him.

''I'm telling you, sir, I didn't do it!'' yelped TigerFang.

''Didn't do what?'' replied the wolf, grinning at his prey. ''I haven't even accused you of anything yet.''

The boy shook his head, without answering.

The wolf chuckled. As he arched his back, sticking his muzzle int othe face of the boy, he heard a scuffle outside.

Murska, a man known for having the temperament of a wolf and the slyness of a fox stood outside, fists raised. He couldn't help but like the guy. As he was about to turn back to his latest catch, he noticed the second participant. Reinholdt, a scrawny lad with which he had an alliance. He couldn't let an ally go down like this, regardless of what the Man in the Shadows had said.

The wolf crashed through the glass window of the parlor and leapt upon Murska, savagely tearing into his flesh with his teeth and claws.