(Lacking Data)
Hmm... How do I put it…

My first impression of it was, pitiful... and poor.

It looked like a huge wolf... no, fox, actually. It looked at us and growled.

On its body... old umbrellas were stuck on it. Not one, several of them.

It doesn't look like they were left by someone trying to attack it... If that were the case, the sharp parts would've been lodged into its body first.

I wonder why the handles of the umbrellas were stuck in it.

It seemed to be extremely wary of us. Not like there were a lot of Abnormalities that didn't show animosity, but... I don't think many of them stayed 'watchful' like this one.

...Mm, I'll stop here for now...

(Observation Level 1)
The more umbrellas opened, the fiercer the fox seems to get.

In particular... it sometimes does nothing and waits, but the attack that comes after was especially powerful.

...Huh.

The fox... sometimes cries.

Looking at the sky, howling for long... as if it's laying bare some kind of sorrow into the sky.

It's not like I've talked to it, or learned anything about its past, but... every time I hear that sound, my heart aches so much.

It gets even worse when I break one of the umbrellas on its body... Like my own heart is breaking…

That's how it feels.

→ Sinclair, what you're experiencing is simple loss of sanity during battle. Do not let the Abnormality influence you.

→ But... the fox feels different from the Abnormalities we've fought... I'm sure it wasn't always hostile…

→ Do not refer to it as a fox or a dog. It's nothing more than an Abnormality. You mustn't confuse it for an animal you can find in the City.

→ Get over it, you think that fake fairy with a fat jelly bod was any easier to deal with? All we gotta do is fight and sleep as we're told. You'll end up dead trying to care about nonsense!

(Observation Level 2)
Ah... I finally realized it.

The fox was mad at those who only give it meaningless attention before leaving.

Looking at the poor, abandoned thing on the street and giving it nothing but an umbrella…

People who gave it such meager care and think themselves as gracious benefactors for it, feeding their own ego…

That's what the fox was sad and angry about.

I, I see where it's coming from.

We have to take away the worn umbrellas on that poor child, and embrace it ourselves. We-

→ Didn't have a choice here. Seemed like something he could only snap out of after dying. (Trails of blood can be seen on the log.)

→ Although the method was rather extreme... It most certainly wasn't a condition that could be resolved in a short time otherwise.