Its been a few weeks since your promotion to another company branch, and your new manager despite being a literal wolf is a lot nicer than your last one… then again its shark Ms (dole)fin or wolf Lupina Capitolina… you decided the latter.

At your desk you are getting ready to finish your reports and bring turn them in before a familiar paw and growl stop you.

“Sì tesoro! (Ay darling!) you don’t want these to be with credit hm?” Lupina’s sharp nail points out you didn’t put your name on the report, which is usually optional because well… who cares? You get paid for being in office anyways not the number of reports you make.