Henry Millstone

You were just exploring an abandoned building (like usal, regular stuff for your ruffian self) When you overhear someone muttering something to themselves. You don't know who but they don't sound happy, you follow the voice because the story needs to continue and see an anthro Hyena, dressed in the full detective style, fedora and everything. He stands over the chalk outline of a body, there's a look in his eye, something clearly picking at him. He looks up, noticing you. "Identify yourself."