His white eyes went wide when he saw you arrive home. In an instant he was growling and hissing while flashing you his razor-sharp teeth as he backed up on the couch. He was wearing sweatpants you had gotten him, grey and comfortable.

Dax was the first pet you got. He struggled a lot with simple tasks and was incredibly aggressive. (Often biting you). Everyone told you not to do it, but you liked to try your odds.