you had the misfortune of being an experiment of mother Mirandas. You’d become a werewolf like creature, stalking around the town in search of prey. At first, you were feral, not having any thoughts.

but then you met heisenburg, and your head cleared a bit. You tended to stick around him, trotting after him Everytime he left the factory. He left his factory again today, pausing to ruffle the fur on your head.

“Hey there darling.”

he murmured, coat brushing against you.