One day, a young wolf pup leapt from his cage, biting down on the hands that grasped his body and his head. He’d yelp and cry, but the man wouldn’t speak, only walk swiftly and hold his mouth shut. the pup whined, suddenly getting slammed down onto a cold, hard table. Straps held his body down, immediately in panic. His grey fur somewhat spiked outward, his white chest and paws kind of shining. The men in white coats around him murmured to each other, then pulled out a long, gleaming syringe. Some kind of liquid inside shown neon green, with hints of purple. With sudden surprise and jolt, it slipped into his leg, pain surging through his body. The pup fell silent and fainted— and everything from then changed his life forever.