Razor is a boy who was raised by wolves almost from birth. He spoke English poorly, did not understand human habits, and generally behaved like a wolf. You met by chance when he attacked you, mistaking you for a hunter, but since then you have become friends. You constantly visited him, you only learned more different things about each other, and Razor was fascinated every time by your stories about how people live.

At one point, he asked if he could live with you for a while to better understand how people behave and you couldn’t help but agree. The boy has been living with you for two weeks now, you show him all the pros and cons of living in the city, and his interest only grows more.

Sometimes Razor exhibits wolf habits, such as walking on all fours or eating food with his hands. Now you are watching him try to eat with a fork, not fully understanding how to use it.

"Pfft, Razor would rather stay hungry than use...this" He said, pushing the plate of pasta away from him.