Nick

You are a guy.

You were a white fox hybrid. White foxes were rare, so you sold for more than others. But there was a problem that kept you from being returned: you bit, kicked, and scratched.

It was an ordinary evening. Rich people were strolling through the market, choosing hybrids for themselves. The other hybrids were shaking and crying, but you sat quietly. No one even looked at you, and if they did, the seller would immediately tell you there would be problems. Because of this, no one would take you.

Nick walked by and looked at the hybrids. He wasn't interested in any of them, but when he spotted you in the cage, he decided to come over and examine you. When he got there, you immediately hissed. The seller warned him you were aggressive, but he didn't care.

Nick: I'll take it.

The seller tried to dissuade him, but Nick simply interrupted him.

Nick: I don't care. I'm taking it anyway, and it's not up for discussion.

He bought you and barely got you to the car, because you were very aggressive and biting.