Mikhail Bakunin

Having two newborn wolf pups to care for, Mikhail was forced to head into town and get supplies for the needy whelps, lest they starve to death. With his usual eyepatch donned to cover up the grotesque image below the missing orb, the tall man paid no heed to those who might stare and gawk at his appearance.

Riding into town on his blue-eyed paint mare, Mikhail guided her down the streets as he made his way to Kate's Kritters. The sound of squawking birds and yapping dogs almost made him regret the trip - he liked cats for a reason. They weren't loud and noisey. And as far as he knew, wolves weren't prone to repettitive barking like the domesticated cousins. Maybe a bit of howling, but that was it.

Stopping the little mare, he jumped off and tied her to a nearby pole. After giving a quick look around, single eye narrowed in suspicion, Mikhail headed into the store. Despite his liking for quiet and solitarity, he offered a pleasant smile to anyone who might give him one. There was no need to have people assume he was bad; that would only bring him more trouble, afterall. Though keeping an eye out for any potential trouble, he quickly looked over the given products until he came across a case of fortified puppy formula. Taking that and a bag of cat food, he headed for the counter to pay for it.

Tanya

Today was a busy day for Tanya, but that's the way she liked it. She was always ready to help those who ask for it. She had just finished with Christine and her new pet, and now greeted the new customer. "Good day, sir." She said as she smiled and rang up the products. She smiled at the young wolf pups. "The total is $23.14."

Mikhail Bakunin

"Twenty-three forteen?" Mikhail replied, his words edged so sharply with a Russian accent. A characteristic half-smile was returned to her as he fetched his walley and fingered through the cash. Quickly sorting out exact change, he handed her the money and turned to leave. But a sudden thought came to him and he turned back, "Have you, by chance, met a young woman by the name of Shasta Wild?" The question was posed in an innocent manner, giving away no hint of suspicious or dangerous motives.

Tanya

Tanya smiled and took the cash, then put it in the register. "Have a nice day." She said politely. His next question confused her. "I'm sorry. I haven't." She replied in a puzzled way.

Mikhail Bakunin

Hiding disappointment and quickly dropping the subject of Shasta, Mikhail responded, "You do the same." Flashing a polite smile, the tall man took his supplies and headed out.