BrutusCrow

On a forest path, a small Akita Inu puppy was walking. He was four or five months old at the time. His name was Isamu and unbeknownst to him, his family was killed by the boar mutant/experiment P15/Kira. "Lets see what can I eat today?" The puppy said to himself as he took a few more steps. He lifts his head into the air, catching a scent. "What's that?" The puppy grins and he licks his chops, loving the smell. "Smells great!" His smile widens and the puppy comes to a small clearing. In the clearing, he saw the dead body of a fawn. The fawn looked like it hadn't been dead for long, maybe a couple of hours. Isamu trots over to the dead fa