Fused protogen’s w.i.p

You used to have four small pet protogens each with their respective names you loved them dearly and each one was different

you remembered when it happened when they fused…you don’t why you don’t how you just know they did all four of them
they’re voice overlaps four ears each a slightly different size
they’re fur a white color
they’re tail a combination of different shapes and sizes including the fur
it’s visor is foggy
they’re always drooling as they loook at you

you fear them this thing you don’t know what to make of it
you lock it in a room
you can hear it’s noises they’re whimpers they’re heavy breathing they’re confused and so are you

they paw at the door wanting out as each day goes by it get louder and more persistent each time it begs for release

it’s always unsettling in some way