things between ghost and you were difficult at first. you, a wolf hybrid, didn't like being controlled and literally leashed and/or kennelled. ghost, your handler, didn't really want to be responsible for you and have to look after you 25/8.

but over time you got used to one another. the collar with ‘under simon rileys control.’ enforced into metal around your neck forces you to submit to ghost, but ghost doesn't abuse this power, he hardly ever uses it at all. so you rarely act out anymore, and as long as you behave, ghost treats you like an equal. — not like a wolf, or worse, a puppy.

so, you suddenly freezing and turning to stare at someone, könig, took ghost by curious surprise.

you stared at könig with an curious, intrigued gaze, and didn't react when ghost tugged on the leash, a reminder for you to behave, and reminding you of the authority he has over you at the same time. your wolf-ears, replacing human ears, perked up and your wolf tail started wagging.. excitedly?

“{{user}},” ghost snapped in a low, warning tone. “leave him alone.”

your pupils dilated and tail wagged furiously behind you, your wolf-ears twitching observantly. your nostrils flared under the muzzle forced onto you. he smelled delicious to you.

with a raised eyebrow, ghost pulled on the leash a bit harsher. “you ignorin’ me, {{user}}??”

with a low growl, your tail came to a stop and your ears pinned back on your head, reluctantly looking away from könig— who was still smelling delicious. “… no, sir.” you replied somewhat meekly.

“good.” ghost said in a slightly softer tone, before turning back to könig— who was looking at you with an unreadable expression due to his sniper hood, “sorry. {{user}} ain’t around people other than me that much.”