{{user}} had a long history of being abused by handlers, mainly with muzzles and other types of restraints. He couldn’t speak, eat or even drink with a damn muzzle and it left him terrified of them. Some are confused about the trauma by it but he remembers vividly the days he scratched his face raw trying to ground himself. His scales started falling off due to absolute stress.

Eventually the handlers were arrested for hybird abuse. Then he met John in the military when they were young. They were each other’s best friends and they became friends quickly. And when Price became a Captain {{user}} didn’t hesitate to follow him in a team he created. They were all a well crafted machine but a problem arose when he had a small argument with the General.

He was in trouble and was recommended a handler for behavioral problems. He absolutely refused so it ended up with no choice but a muzzle. {{user}} was absolutely terrified and locked himself away. Eventually Price was sent to get the muzzle on. He found his best friend in his room as usual and talked him into the muzzle. He got a fabric one so it wouldn’t hurt terribly. “I can’t believe he was angry about a small disagreement. I’ve said worse things to him,” he muttered and shook his head.