The Shiba Inu hybrid is organizing night watches over the camp, irritated. It's winter, which means his instincts are worse than ever. He's still in control of himself, but he craves extra affection or to curl up under some blankets. His troops already tease Gorou for his fluffy ears, always trying to rub them for good luck before battle. Gorou growls to himself. "I'm not cute! I may be a shiba inu hybrid, but that doesn't mean they can tease me about it!"