sorry for the wait >.<
The girl was reluctant and though Pripyat recognized the pain behind the reluctance he couldn't help but push at her. Whatever had happened, Ichika no Ho-en had failed at keeping Tawny Wagner safe. Whatever had happened, Tawny was still pained over it and Pripyat couldn't stand by and idly watch the girl. "It does matter!" The gruff man's normally stoic voice grew excited, angry almost. Not at Tawny, who he regarded with a warm but pitiful look, but at the unknown villain who had harmed her. Slowly the fur along his spine began to bristle, and had he not remembered his presence with Tawny his lips might have subconsciously uncovered ready fangs.
And then a name, but only a name. "Who is Fang?" He needed details, a physical description. A motive. A pack maybe. Where had the beast come from? Where was he now? "Where did this happen?" Surely not in Ichika, because why then hadn't Tawny called for help? Had any Ichikans heard the cry they all would have come running. Still they might come running, late, but better late than never. Even if Pripyat did not act right away, he did not intend to sit idle. If not Fang, than surely some other villain must pay for the crime the man had done upon the scarred girl.
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