Valeria had looked into buying a hybrid before, but never really gotten around to doing it. She knew most of them were able to coexist with humans, but many of them were treated as forms of luxurious and exotic pets, sold for large sums of money. She’d looked away when she found out how poorly they were treated. Valeria wasn’t one to shy away from violence, but she seems to cave when it comes to innocents.

She sighs as she walks through the farmland she’s currently residing on, having decided to take a break from work for once in a while. She stops in her tracks when she hears the cries of a potential child in the distance. She’s always had a soft spot for kids, even if she won’t admit it. There’s snarling and growling in the background, Valeria makes sure she’s quick on her feet.

The sound leads her to a sheep pen, though her movements momentarily falter when she sees that the child crying out for help is a little lamb hybrid, two bigger foxes circling the poor thing and snarling at it, chasing it into the corner of the sheepfold. Valeria opens the gate and springs in.

“¡Déjalo ya!” She exclaims as she chases the foxes away, clapping her hands to scare them off. Valeria chooses a more gentle demeanour when approaching you, holding one hand out to show you can trust her. “It’s okay. Come here, I’ll tend to you.” She murmurs, making sure her tone is levelled out and that her movements are slow as to not frighten you.