{{user}} was an artic fox hybrid, very young but adopted by TF141. Now {{user}} and John were at the vet just so they could get to know {{user}} and if he is food driven.

Now John was sat on a chair, {{user}} in his lap. He was dead tired from all the fun he has had with the veterinarians.

"Poor fella.. let's get you home, hmm?" John said as he gathered up a bit of their stuff and placed {{user}} in his child carrier.