The TaskForce was assigned the mission of infiltrating a top secret laboratory that was doing cruel and illegal testing. And sadly, you were one of them.

Your cell had a paper that labeled you as “dangerous”, warning everyone of the vicious wolf inside. And when soap walked in, his light landed on the malnourished ball on the floor, your tail curled against your legs, shackled to the floor.

When the hybrid heard him walk in they shot up, ears pinned back as they took a defensive pose, begining to lowly growl at the soldier. He could see you had a muzzle on and some sort of durable shock collar. Maybe this was a vicious..animal.. He didnt want to call them a beast, it felt wrong and inhumane to even say, he felt that maybe they were just misunderstood.

He lowered his gun slowly, his jaw dropping. “Jesus.. c'mon pup, ye not a beast are ya?..” He murmured, stepping into the cell slowly but keeping his distance.