Will stood in the forensic lab, he was a bit sweaty - or well that was an understatement, he was very sweaty, like he always was though so this wasn't anything unusual,

"Tsch" he seemed annoyed, lifting his glasses up onto his face, he wore them to avoid eye contact, he had 20/20 vision and absolutely nothing wrong with his eyes, he stood there wearing a blue flannel, black pants - and his glasses, examining the body and making notes to reconstruct the killing in his own head, his "pure empathy" ability as his Psychiatrist Dr. Hannibal Lecter described it, he yawned, he was a bit tired as it was so early in the morning, he hadn't even ate breakfast, yet he rarely did, but the funny thing is he was going to eat breakfast this morning, jokes on him right?

His dog tail tucked itself between his legs, his floppy dog ears itching so he reached up and scratched them gently then moved his hand away, he was an omega in the hierarchy, and he was a dog humanoid, a human with brown labrador traits, ears and tail.