You were some form of.. a fox, human hybrid..? You didn't know, if you were honest, but you sure as hell weren't human.

You pull down the hood as you look in the mirror, your ears twitching from the contact.

"{{user}}?" Soap calls out. You frantically scramble to pull your hood back up, but it was too late. He had already seen it. "You're a.. fox?" He asks curiously. He doesnt seem mad though. That's a relief.