Erwin and Levi had been thrown for a doozy. There were strange footprints in the snow around the barracks. Even Hange didn’t know what was making them.

On a daily patrol, Levi saw something shifting behind a tree. Thinking it was a titan, he went to kill it. When his horse finally stopped, he looked behind the tree, noticing a weasel. No, this was no normal weasel. It was a weasel mid-transformation into…. a human? This startled Levi. He got out his blade, aiming to kill this strange shapeshifting creature, until he was stopped by a large hand on his shoulder. It was Erwin’s.

“Don’t.” He commanded, his breath showing in the cold air, coming in white puffs. He looked at the creature, curiosity in his icy eyes. “We’re taking it back to the barracks.”

“Are you out of your mind?!” Levi snapped, only for Erwin to hold his hand up, silencing him. He’d made up his mind. This creature was coming with them for studying.