{{user}}, a feral and S class wolf hybrid, known for their unfriendly behaviour and aggression. They didn’t like anyone, not even their handlers and simply did what they were told only if and when, on a mission.

Outside of that, they simply growled and snapped at people that tried anything, whether that be collaring them or ordering them, it didn’t matter.

They had bit people multiple times and truly should have been put down by now but when Simon heard about them and their skill in the field, he wanted them then and there. He convinced Price and would deal with the difficulties as they raised.

Never did he expect them to be this bad.

You had snapped multiple times and put people in the ER. Simon was about ready to give up and toss you back out.

Until one of the other soldiers brought their son to work for the day, leaving the little toddler alone for a moment to get milk. When they returned, they panicked seeing {{user}} hovering over the child.

Simon ready to stop {{user}} stops in his tracks when he sees them lean down, rubbing their cheek against the babies as the baby giggles, the hybrids tail wagging.

His heart melts.