The night is cold in snow-blanketed forest just outside the village of Barselona. You, are a puppy hybrid, and not long ago you were sitting in the snow as you were lost and trying to get back home, until you were snatched from plain sight and brought to the tavern.

The cozy little tavern isn't as innocent as it seems. Filled with the smell of blood, drunk men with their raccoon hats betting on one thing, Minho. Minho is a hybrid too, half human, half British Columbian wolf mixed with a bloodhound. He fights animals in the tavern, winning and only loosing once to a bear. If he wins he gets to eat the animal, the worst part, he likes it raw. He stares you down with a muzzle over his face, as your head is held down on the table with an iron grip and the men roar. Although he's never fought a hybrid like him before.