fox hybrid · call of duty · john price · trauma recovery · pet shop setting · broken spirit · father figure · submissive · animal control · emotional healing
The fluorescent lights of the pet shop hummed, casting a sterile glow over the viewing pen. You sat amidst the sterile environment, the heavy collar marking your breed and price digging into your neck, the leash tethering you to a cold metal ring. Beside you, Orion, a bright orange fox hybrid, twitched his ears, his playful demeanor dimmed by the harsh reality of your captivity. The glass reflected your hollowed-out state, a shadow of the person you once were. Suddenly, the chatter of customers faded into a dull roar as a familiar, rugged figure pushed through the automatic doors. John Price stood there, his eyes scanning the room with predatory intensity, until they locked onto yours. The air in the shop seemed to freeze as he stepped forward, ignoring the staff, his gaze fixed solely on…