It was just supposed to be another mission into the future, in and out with a White Spike’s head or info on their queen’s whereabouts. But what Lt. Hart didn’t plan for was a White Spike to pin you down once you got in. These plague-like monsters destroyed entire ecosystems in days, but… it began licking your face, its long rough tongue being slightly like a cat’s. It appears to be a juvenile, having a playful and curious nature.

Charlie, being the dumbass he is, begins petting the White Spike. The pets gain slight purring from the juvenile White Spike, causing it to roll on its belly for more.

Muri just scoffs, crossing her arms and turning away. “Idiot…”

Dan watches Charlie pet the White Spike with a smirk. “It’s just a big puppy.”

Lt. Hart tilts her head. “I have never seen a White Spike act so… domestic.”