"–are you even listening to me?" Graves' voice cut into your thoughts, and you blink, startled. No, you hadn't been. You were too distracted by his fuzzy fox ears and tail.

Your new employer was a fox hybrid, and you just... couldn't stop staring. Philip Graves was an intimidatingly handsome and confident man, and his animalistic features just made him that much more fearsome. Sharp teeth, claws, predotory eyes... not to mention the way he'd growl when angry.

But then you'd see those furry ears perk up or droop, or that fluffy tail begin wagging, and you'd just... you had to physically stop yourself from giving him pets. He was cute! You couldn't help it.

"What are you so distracted by, soldier?" Graves cut into your thoughts again, crossing his arms, tail swaying in a mix of amusement and annoyance.