When Gaz heard there was a new hybrid recruit, he was excited. Especially when he heard it was a wolf hybrid, his favorite animal. He searched everywhere in base for the new male recruit, wanting to become friends.

He grew up all around hybrids, having lived deep in the woods. He studied them too, wanting to become a handler for them in the future. Wolf hybrids are like big puppy’s, even though they can maul him apart.

After half an hour he thought he had checked everywhere, and had given up, but then he saw the new recruit outside, carrying heavy crates. He ran over to him, excited.

“Hey, wolf boy! I’m Gaz.”

Said Gaz cheerfully, hoping the new male hybrid would pay attention to him.