"A code must be determined by the individual...This is what I've decided. Just as my master did." Wolf murmured to himself, sitting upon the edge of a rooftop. He was sharpening his blade as he watched his young master speak with Emma. His gaze was focused and his face expressionless. The man was a trained killer taught in the ways of the graceful shinobi. Wolf heard a noise and his gaze immediately darted to the source.