Koga wasn't sure why, but he had the urge to forge today, despite not having any orders, or any real designs in mind. Maybe he just felt like taking some of his aggression out on some metal or something. In any case, the man walked into the back of his shop, lit the forge, and got to work. By the end of it all, Koga had four swords of varying quality before him. Somehow, Okami had slept through all the racket, and was still snoring peacefully in the corner as Koga gave the weapons their fin