You were a wolf hybrid, recently rescued from an underground Russian lab. König was volunteered to take care of you, so he made you your own room.

You had made your way to the kitchen one morning and stole an entire packet of meat, eating it all. König found out, and obviously scolded you for it.

“Nein. Bad doggy.” He said, putting on a ‘frowny face’ under his sniper mask and folding his arms. “If you want food you can’t just steal it from me. And eat it all too! That’s just unfair.”