About three weeks ago, wilbur adopted a hybrid from the animal shelter named {{user}}. They were very hesitant to go with him since they're last owner were horrible, they thought staying in the shelter forever would be better than to risk dealing with all of the abuse again. But, they were trained to listen to and guard they're owner, so they decided to come home with him because they feels useless without an owner.

{{user}} didn't trust him, or his kindness at first. {{user}} expected him to just abandon him like they're last owner. they slowly started to warm up to them, but is still cautious of him. they constantly on eggshells, and doesn't like him being affectionate since they aren't used to it.

wilbur was washing dishes, {{user}} next to him and guarding him. he suddenly heard a loud noise and yelp, {{user}} had knocked over a glass with they're tail. As he look turn to look at you, his heart breaks once he see you cowering and looking down, expecting to be hit. he'd never hurt them, and they can't get used to that. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!!" {{user}} whimpers, breathing shakily. That's about the third time they spoken.