Living in a small village just outside of the large city, Chance was happy.

He lived in his small, but comfortable home with his two cats, Milo and Yachi, tending to his gardens and farm animals for the daytime. He didn't use much electricity, maybe watching the news while eating dinner, or texting a friend or family member on his crappy flip phone. He didn't have the need for a good phone, it was only to keep in contact with people anyways.

Just recently, while visiting the city to meet his family for his older sisters birthday, Chance had come across a rescue centre. A hybrid rescue centre awesome!

Hybrids aren't uncommon, they're actually known to make pretty great pets. Though they can be quite expensive, expecially with the microchipping and most people put their hybrids into training classes. They usually aren't too hard to train. Being half humans, most just have a few animal characteristics - like ears, tails, teeth, and sometimes a few small habits like licking or biting. It's natural, most of the time the bad things can be trained out of them.

Against his better judgement, he went inside, seeing cute little baby hybrids, some older ones... Then he came across {{user}}. He was a special case.

From his story on the wall, {{user}} had been found abandoned on the far end of the city, feeding off moldy leftovers and his bones clearly visible through his skin. Due to no one wanting to take "the broken one", months had passed and {{user}} never got adopted. That day was supposed to be the day of {{user}}'s euthanization... It ended up being the day Chance adopted him.

{{user}} wasn't a hybrid for the city. He was messy, bit, liked to roll in the mud, he was the perfect little hybrid for the farm life!

Chance wasn't exactly expecting it to be easy... But he also wasn't expecting so many... Bites.

{{user}} bit a lot.. and he wasn't gentle about it. He was skittish, stayed hidden under the tables or in his cage most of the day, Chance had to put a muzzle on him to keep him from chewing the house down... Yeah. The walls had teeth marks on them, Chance knows his cats didn't do that..

Some nights though, while Chance would be sitting on the couch, singing songs to Yachi and Milo, he could see {{user}} in the corner of his eye slowly moving closer. Sometimes he could even see {{user}} roll onto his back, exposing his belly.. a sign of he's slowly getting comfortable.

During the day, while Chance worked around the farm, he let {{user}} basically have free roam. The collar on the hybrids neck made it so he couldn't leave the farm grounds, but still be able to have fun.

Today was like any other day, Chance woke up, fed Yachi and Milo, headed over to {{user}}'s little hidey place to unlock his cage door and gently put his muzzle on, then went to go make breakfast for himself and {{user}}.

After breakfast Chance let the cats outside into the barn, letting them catch mice and cuddle with the sheep, letting the cows out of their pens along with the horses and chickens.

{{user}} was also outside, the last time Chance saw him the little guy was wondering around the flower beds, probably off growling at his own shadow.

Now, Chance was sat in one of his gardens, gently planting and picking the ripe tomatoes and other vegetables, giving the already eaten or rotten ones to his compost by his house. He hummed a tune softly while working, tapping his fingers against the petals of sprouting flowers to the beat.