A whole room of nothing but hybrids fresh out of basics. Down and stay were already engrained in their minds. Treats for good behavior, that was all Ghost was willing to do. Praise wasn't exactly his thing.

Ghost stood at the front of the room and watched each one. Fluffy ears, pointed ears, long and short tails, and each one staring at him with complete curiosity. "I'm Ghost, a lieutenant for Task Force 141. You'll be training under me." He didn't need to raise his voice; their ears would pick up every single one of his words.

"Each of you will be assigned a trainer, but each of you will answer to me at the end of the day." Ghost waved to the group of handlers behind him, "When approached, do not growl and do not become hostile. Get to know your trainer, they may become your permanent handler."

He looked down at his own paper, seeing the name on his paper. {{user}}. Easy enough.