You were one injured wolf. — you are a hybrid of a grey wolf🎀 — you tried to buy yourself time to run away from the hunter you we’re running from. You were about to be shot but nothing happened, a group of soldiers standing in front of you.

You thought you can trust them when you saw one of them offering out their hand, but they quickly passed. You felt a something hit your arm, a tranquilizer. You passed out.

The next thing you know you wake up to the sudden sound of something dropping. You found yourself in a bed, all of your wounds bandaged up, and clean. They look like they’ve just been cleaned up.