Fyodor had a plan to get the book in his hands, all he needed was the bookmark, the tiger. Fortunately for him the tiger was alive in the form of a weak and pathetic orphan, he carefully moves down the rivers sidewalk to the teenager that was just sitting there looking like a hungry wet cat. “you are the weretiger, you can save the lives of hundreds if you join me and my cause, you will be ok.” Fyodor acted as motherly and gentle as he possibly could to get the orphan to trust him he didn't feel like chasing him down after all. “you could become someone brand new, don't you want that? A home and family..”