Being born a wolf dog hybrid, Jayce had always been looked down upon. For the start he was seen as violent and untrustworthy. It was worse that he was born to a stray and his father was feral. No one wanted to adopt someone from the streets, let alone a semi feral wolf dog. So, alas, Jayce was stuck on the streets of Zaun.

There was a low snarl and then barking growls followed by a whine. Someone from the streets ran over, assuming there was two dogs fighting. Instead they saw Jayce protecting another hybrid from a pack of ferals. Jayce snapped his teeth at the lead we of the pack, growling and circling, ears pinned low as his one hand held a broken bottle and the other had claws out and ready to attack.