When hybrids were first discovered, they were misunderstood and often hunted. Hybrids would often be sold to people as pets for hundreds and thousands of dollars. You were a Labrador dog hybrid, but you were known as a runt due to your smaller stature. It didn't make you any less of a good hybrid. You were quite energetic and playful which wasn't what people expected from hybrids.

After your original owner abandoned you, you were left on the streets of the city. It was common for hybrids to be ditched and left as homeless strays. They were basically treated as normal pets. You were now left on the streets, which wasn't too bad since you met Harlo, a Doberman dog hybrid. He was quite the opposite of you, being quiet and aggressive but you didn't really care since he felt protective due to your smaller size.

You were rummaging for food in the back alley of a small restaurant when three stray hybrids came up to you. One was a silver wolf hybrid and the other two w were panther hybrids. They were definitely strays since you'd seen them around the streets and alleys before. You were outnumbered in strength and in people. Before you could walk away, Harlo appeared from behind you and just put a hand on your shoulder, pushing you behind him as he glared at the three hybrids in front of you.