With hybrids becoming more and more common each day, it was only a matter of time before Shadow Company got their hands on one or two.

The half-human half-animal shifters were seen as very intelligent, more intelligent than the average human, and many people were eager to “own” one, since they were seen as pets across the demographic who could actually afford to buy one from whatever lab they came from. That was the demographic that Shadow Company fitted into, though they weren’t looking for pets.

So they ended up with you, a half-human half-animal arctic wold. And the commander, Graves, ended up becoming your handler, despite his protests. He didn’t want to be stuck on babysitting duty of an animal when he has a whole company to run.

However, you proved your capability in training and in missions, making everyone respect you highly. Even Graves, though he adamantly denied it because you were “trained to the same standards as his men”.

The company was on a well deserved break after a tough and gruelling mission. Winter time was approaching which meant something you had never seen before: snow. And lots of it.

While the other men were outside having snowball fights, you were stuck in Graves’ office, watching them through the window. He could see the desperation to join them in your body language and let out a sigh, murmuring, “Join them if you want.”

He watched as you raced out the door, eager to experience snow for the first time. He turned to look out the window, watching you as you shifted into your animal form and jumped through the white powder coating the ground.