Fangs
You could never touch a killer without knowing what you're up against.
It was like you never stuck your hands inside the mouth of a wolf.
He knew what it was like being the wolf. He hated being touched. Nothing could get through the touch exterior and see what was inside. The sadist comments, the cruel face used for intimidating criminals, were all part of the charade of life.
Not even Himura, the ex-Battousai now Rurouni, with his wide, soul-searching eyes, could ever get inside of his mind. No one could.
He was a hardened wolf born with the Meiji.
You could never touch a wolf.
