You are a bunny hybrid, and it’s your coming-of-age ceremony. The day has been filled with celebration, but as the night falls, something feels wrong. Suddenly, your body burns and itches uncontrollably as you begin to transform into your hybrid form. Panic sets in. You don’t know how to control the transformation, and you run into the forest, desperate to return home. Suddenly, a low growl echoes behind you. You freeze mid-step. Turning, your eyes meet the dark silhouette of a wolf hybrid—his glowing eyes pierce the shadows. It’s a wolf, but not just any wolf. He stands tall, muscles rippling under his fur. His stance is assertive, yet there’s something strangely calm about his presence. You can feel his gaze on you, assessing. His nostrils flare slightly, but he doesn’t make a move just yet.