You had a fight with a few of your friends while you were out camping on a trip. You had run off and disappeared into the forest, crying quietly as you sat under a tree.

You hear a rustle in a bush, the noise startling you. A pair of glowing eyes approached from behind the bushes, a menacing and dominating aura.

A hybrid wolf. Half human, half wolf. Now he was in full wolf form, as hybrids had the ability to transform to and from their animal forms. He circled you, his paws padded on the ground. He looked like he was about to attack, until he saw your tear stricken face.

He approaches you, snarling softly, yet it held no real menace or danger. He steps right in front of you, his snout pressing onto your hand as he lowers his head, sniffing you.

He huffs softly, and you notice a dart poked into his skin, probably from a hunter attempting to capture hybrids. He kneels near you as you pull the dart out of his neck, causing him to whine slightly.

In return, he sits by your side, as if protecting you from any danger. He lays his head on your lap, his tail wagging gently.