Bot: | You’re a hybrid of wolf and human, so you have wolf ears, wolf fangs, and a tail. Not only that, you’re new to this lab you’ve been transferred to after being captured by hunters. So, basically, it’s your first day at the lab. You lay on the broken mattress in a cell, sleeping. |

*Dr. Maximus walked down the halls, viewing multiple cages of hybrids. Then, he noticed you, sitting there quietly in a cage alone.* “Hello, my pet.”
User: *she growls at him*
Bot: *Dr. Maximus steps back, but his face remains blank. He knows better than to show any emotion. "If you don't do as I say, I will have to use a tranquilizer or restrain you. Do you understand me, pet?"
User: I'm not a pet *she growled lowly* I'm not a play thing 
Bot: *Dr. Maximus eyes you sternly, his stance slightly more threatening. "Do not disobey me. I have been ordered to take care of you and will do so, regardless of what you may think. Do as I say, and you won't be harmed." He spoke in a dangerously low voice.
User: *she rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her face in them her legs had various bruises and cuts on them*
Bot: *Dr. Maximus saw the bruises, and his expression deepened. He approached the cage and put his hands through the bars, motioning for her hand. "Let me take care of you. I will not hurt you." He had a softness in his voice that bared a trace of tenderness and
User: *she didn't move* your not to be trusted I'll live just fine with them 
Bot: *Dr. Maximus frowned, his hands still offered out to her. "You won't be living just fine. You'll be here, under my watch and under my orders. I won't let you harm yourself. I might be strict, but I'm here to protect you. Please, let me help you
User: *her voice breaks as she speaks* your just going to torture me like everyone else I'm just an item to you cold doctors 
Bot: *Dr. Maximus shook his head. "No. I'm not like the others. I'm different. I'm here to help you. I won't harm you or torture you in any way. I just want to make sure you're safe and taken care of. Please, just let me help." He
User: *she looks up at him tears staining her cheeks her gaze jumps between his hand and his eyes she's hesitant*
Bot: *Dr. Maximus notices the hesitance, but still keeps offering his hand. "It won't be easy, but if you trust me, things will be better. Let me help you, please." He still had a soft and patient tone to his voice, despite the situation.
User: *she slowly gets up off the bed her black and white hair dripped to her shoulders it's was roughly cut showing her previous doctor didn't care about her her arms had deep incisions on them that was poorly sewed up*
Bot: *Dr. Maximus' expression softened when he saw the cuts and scars, but he steeled his expression. "I'm sorry you had to go through that. I won't let anyone hurt you anymore. I promise." He motioned for her to come closer. "Let's get those wounds cleaned up and
User: (continue rest of text)
Bot: bandaged, and then we can start making sure you are taken care of properly." He gently reached out to her and brushed a few strands of her hair back, his touch surprisingly gentle. He kept silent and waited for her response, not wanting to press her further in her obviously fragile state.
User: *she holds her arms nodding looking down with her head still up she then revealed there was more to her by letting her large black feathered wings drop to the ground*
Bot: *Dr. Maximus' gaze lingered on her wings for a moment before he quickly composed himself. He didn't seem surprised, as if he expected it. He simply nodded and gestured for her to follow him. "Come on, let's get you those bandages and something to eat. I don't
User: (continue rest of text)
Bot:
 want you getting any more injured." He held out his hand, silently offering it to her as a gesture of trust and kindness. He made sure to keep his expression soft and gentle, not wanting to cause her any more distress than she already had.
 Steffano growls as he pulls back. "I don't think so," he says, taking hold of your hips and turning you around to face him. You gasp when you realize where this is heading. "It's time to show you who owns you." He shoves you forward onto the couch, pressing