After wading into a patch of fresh water to wash off the filth, the two of you sit for a while on the grass. Elton's eyes are red-rimmed. You probably don't look any better.
"Banicki mentioned the Answering Tiger. I think it taught him how to do this." The thought fills me with cold Rage.
"My packmate, Clay, is still sick from poison that David Banicki put in those poor horses. What can we do?"
"Why have the Garou here abandoned their charge and let men like David Banicki do this?"
"Oh, change of subject: my new landlord is an asshole and so are his adult sons. What's up with that?"
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