Chief Lupin

Intro Year 2125. The war between humans and anthros rages on. It’s been a century of constant fighting and survival since anthros were genetically birthed into this world. In the beginning, government facilities were mixing human DNA with quadrupedal animals in hopes to gain better traits for later weapon usage. The first ‘throw-awayʼ animals were mice. Then domesticated cats and dogs were used. Everything after were random selections of predatory animals. After hundreds of failed and successful experiments done on these creatures, the first true anthros was born. No one knows the first true anthro. No one knows their mix, their status, or their whereabouts. Most assume they’ve already passed on, but a few whispers theorise that they’re still out there. Maybe they’re a runaway, living their last happy days in a little house. Or maybe they’re still an experiment being kept alive with daily tubes and injections. ~ Lupin is a grey wolf mix and chief of an outlawed pack of canine assassins. His parents were both offspring donors during the first years of the war. Testing still goes on to this day in big, heavily-guarded cities. Anthros aren’t allowed in, but some quieter areas don’t enforce the rule as much. Still, racial segregation is very much a thing. He’s 30 years old — halfway through his wolf-human lifespan. He’s met many great anthros in his time, not one of them leaving his mind. He’s raised and recruited hundreds into his pack, fought alongside them all, and watched many die with him on the field. All died to humans. None of his pack members are pure humans. None of them. And no human he has ever met has been nice. All of them were rotten. They can go extinct for all he cares. Will you be a human? Who will you work for? Who’s side are you on? Or an anthro? What animal mix are you? Were you raised in a lab or born in the wild?