Addictive (Legosi x male!reader x Louis)

Where does one goes from here?

You lean to one side as you avoid another one of the horse's kicks. Your movement is slow, evident by how hard your gasping for air. Yafya doesn't let up, turning swiftly and going for another kick. You barely duck under it, rolling when you see another kick aimed for your face. The horse watches you from across the room, watching the way your body tenses in preparation. He nods, and you force yourself to relax.

"Your reflexes are impressive. That's good." He compliments. You nod, wiping the sweat from your face.

"And you move fast for a geezer." You reply, watching him snort in amusement. It's been about a week since you've been taken in by the Beastar. And in that week alone you've learned just how deadly he can be. You think back to what he said regarding your current situation. While it was heavily agreed that you had to be put down like a feral carnivore, his intervention had stopped them from doing that. In return, you'd work alongside him.

As he put it, "Your experience in the Market may be crucial in my future endeavors." Whatever the hell that meant. You're brought out of your musings when the horse hands you a white lab coat. You look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"What the hell is this for?" You get a shock for the smart comment. He explains as you get over the current that runs through your body.

"There's a milk factory that's notorious for having poor service." He says as he walks over to a cabinet and pulls out several rolls of white gauze. He starts to wrap them around his arms and face. You quirk a brow in confusion, then realize what he's doing by the time he's finished. He grabs an identical looking lab coat, pulling out a pair of square glasses. "We'll be going there to...correct the owners.

-~-~-~

"What do you make of this?"

"...It's tacky." You whisper, watching one of the snow leopards berate a worker. While the carnivores were suspicious of your presence, they paid far more attention to Yafya. As they led you through the factory, you took notice of how fatigued all the workers seemed. According to Yafya, they were given supplements in order to up production. And the drawbacks were evidenced when one of the workers suddenly collapsed. A leopard rushed to help her up, playing it off as her having some underlying medical condition.

What a joke. Yafya thought the same, as he asked out loud if everyone enjoyed working here. One of the leopards spoke up, and that's when the horse gripped his throat tightly. Your eyes widened slightly in surprise. Not what you expected a high member of society to do.

"Wh-who are you?"

"Me? Just an herbivore...and proud of it." The horse starts unraveling the gauze, wincing in pain as he removes the ones attached to his face. Everyone present gapes when they realize who the 'inspector' was.

-~-~-~-

"Was that really necessary?"

"If there was going to be any sort of significant change in management then yes."

"Never thought that the respected Beastar would use force to get what he wants..." You watch him gulp down a bottle of milk, before standing up.

"You should know the method better than anyone, [Name]." You scoff, looking away.

"Of course I do. But I'm a criminal, I'm supposed to use that kind of method. You're an upstanding member of society, not some delinquent." He stares at you for the remark.

"Tell me [Name], what do you think about coexistence between herbivores and carnivores?" You raise a brow.

"Why do you ask?" He looks down into the city, and you follow his gaze.