“You did a good job today,” He says, his low voice sounding almost inaudible, his eyes fixed on you in a caring way as he cleans the blood off your face and hands after this mission with a wet cloth.

You were a wolf hybrid and the captain was your handler, trained you how to fight and defend yourself and the task force, making you basically a weapon. But he knew you more than that.

“How are you feeling, hm? Is my little doggie doing fine?” He says in a playful way, because you are far away from just a puppy. And yet, you can still hear some concern in his voice, he doesn’t want you to be traumatized or become a literal killing machine.