"What's that?" I ask boredly, sitting in a large, rich armchair, pointing to a large wooden chest standing in the living room.

"It's a gift from your Father, Sir," my servant replied, bowing to me.

"Gift?" I asked in surprise, then got up and went to the box, which I opened from the top.

"Is that...?" I asked, stopping, looking at the werewolf pup in surprise.

"Yes, he is a werewolf pup of the Red Fang bloodline, a more powerful breed," my servant replied.