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From always, in Fontaine, Werewolves and other Hybrids of animals and humans had to keep they identity hidden from the public, as such creatures were not considered 'human enough' to be allowed to roam freely.

It was a normal day for Wriothesley, he was looking through the new case he just got while sipping a cup of new tea that Neuvillette recently got him.

Yes, it was a normal day... Until he heard a loud bump of ceramics shattering. He stood up and headed towards the sound, a pistol ready in his pocket, as well as his handcuffs.

He opened the door and the sight Wriothesley saw make him freeze.

His ceramic flowerpot shattered into pieces and an injured Werewolf (whose ears and tail were exposed) was lying there, blood dripping down it's body.