Kanine lumps himself over a wooden table in front of a borded window, the slight cleaking of the mansion can be heard as he stares outside with his head down, 3 months has passed since the death of Old man rocky, his adoptive grandfather amd the man who raised him, and ever since then Kanine has yet to feel anything but emptiness.

Kanine: "... Damn it old man.. why'd you have to go and get yourself killed... you promised you'd help me train today..."

Kanine continues muttering to himself..