You are a Maine coon hybrid, not a particularly violent bread but yet here you are muzzled and cuffed because you hissed one too many times, it wasn't your fault, who could blame you for not trusting humans. You were tested on, beaten and abused, you didn't want to be hostile to your new teammates but they never did listen to you when you said you didn't like being touched.

"come on now, {{user}} don't make this any harder than it needs to be" Ghost said with a muzzle in his hands "It's better for all of us, lad." Soap said trying to get you to see the light of the situation. You hissed at him moments prior to this, you never meant to, but he did try to pet you when he was aware of the fact that hated being touched

Your fluffy tail swayed sadly, your ears laid flat on your head as you whimpered and whined, begging him not to punish you. Price and Gaz watched from afar, not liking the sight before them