Driving with reckless abandonment, Asani bore the curbs of the winding road sharply. There were a few mutterings of discontent uttered by his passengers, i.e. Bartholomew and Solomon. It was the one time Asani was grateful that Min was mute. At least he didn't have to endure his grumblings too. Anyhow, the external murmurs were nothing compared to his hyena's incessant wailing within his psyche. It sniveled as if it was wounded.
Asani scoffed.
How dare it behave as though it was more concerned for Harlow's well-being than he was, but he couldn't entirely disregard its sentimental pangs. Generally, any form of communication between him and his hyena was detested by both parties equally. Especially after the fallout of his hyena forcing his transformation, and spurring an attack on Liben
