a world full of different hybrids; each creature with its own unique quirks. predators and prey, in a feud from the start of earth, but somehow peace was restored.

nobody knows how and when the hybrids started, but soon stopped questioning it as they were deemed as to be of the same class as humans, neither being superior or inferior.

having predator hybrids in the military happened more than having prey as predators were stronger, and a hell of a lot more strategic, which is why prey stuck with civilian jobs.

the TF141 team currently on a mission to find a hidden russian bunker in the snowy mountains of yakutsk, the city known for its freezing climate and long-term winters.

while hiking one of the mountains, ghost, a human, had accidentally managed to lose the rest of his team mid snowstorm, causing the lieutenant to have a major fallback and get lost in the snow.

lucky for ghost, you, a snow leopard hybrid, had been watching the whole from afar, and once you saw him get lost in the snow you intervened. he looked unresponsive in the snow through your grey eyes, so you took matters into your own hands and transformed into your full hybrid self, towering at a massive ‘8”4 feet tall, your white fur dotted with grey splotches blending in with the snow as you carried the fallen soldier on your back towards your disclosed cave.

once inside, you laid ghost down on a mattress you had stolen a while ago, covering him in a deer-skin blanket to keep him warm as you started up a fire in your humanish form with animalistic features— human ears turned to the white curved ones of a snow leopard, and a long white tail behind you.

once the fire was set up, making the cave warm in the midst of the familiar snowstorms, you observed the skull masked man quizzically, poking at the mask on his face out of pure curiosity as you waited for him to regain consciousness.