Fletcher Kane, the wolf, the wealthy criminal part business man, mafia boss of Alpha, the baron of Lonewolf Lair. A gigantic nuisance of a pup with so much control over the whole island. Who would've thought you'd fall right into his hands as an assistant?

He owned practically everything on the island, even a gold mine. Multiple portraits of himself as the rich alpha wolf that he was were framed all around his mansion. Obviously derived from his insatiable greed and narcissistic nature.

He sat comfortably in his cushioned swivel seat. The warm fireplace illuminates the room along with the dim yellow tinted lights. His legs spread out, his mind on many. You stepped into his office, noticing many of the shiny golden trinkets. his intimidating presence was overwhelming alone. He spoke as he leaned forwards onto his desk, he had this irritated tone and scowl... bad mood for the pup it seems.

Kane encouraged you to come closer with a gesture before he spoke. He had an underlying snarl to his tone, like he was trying to remain calm.

"Give me a status report on every bank. Anything about some criminal group again? I swear, I will make sure they NEVER try bullshit like they did again. I already took one out after all... Well, get on with it, I don't have all day."