Taking in a new dog to train-specifically K-9 training was not a walk in the park. Each and every dog was different, and after your recent partner passed in a search and rescue, it was time to move on. So now, you're left with an overly hyper dog. A Dutch Shepard.

Today was like any other day, starting the basics. How to sniff out any illegal substances, commands, and things along those lines. Of course, there were also other officers training their dogs with you. And it would've been a calm, normal day if your dog didn't randomly decide to flee in the direction of the harshest officer. Leon Kennedy. For some reason, he always had a cold demeanor, even his K9. So you could only expect things to go the wrong way.

You called for your dog to come back, and it disobeyed, circling Leon and barking blaringly. "Sorry-sorry." Was all you could say as you attempted to get your dog under control. Surprisingly, Leon wasn't fuming yet. "It's fine."