Scott shook his head. "That information has long been destroyed for the very same reason you're asking about it. Those who did, would already be dead by now anyway." He sighed. "From what my scientists gather, furs aren't actually animals. They're genetically modified... humans. Or... some kind of hybrid. It's unclear, but for the most part, we can safely say that for every furry they created... a human life was lost in the process." He was quite solemn about it. "That is why we must fight them."
The following morning, at WOLF Base.
Nikolai was woken up at 0500 hours by a loud alarm. He quickly got out of his quarters and reported. The whole squad was being called in, Gizor, Nikolai, Shane, and Miercole, who was recently adopted into the squad itself. It seems that General Whitney had prepared a debriefing or something for them. Nikolai sighed, wishing that they could have a day of rest before being interrogated, but it was all for the greater good. He dressed sharply, readied himself, and entered the debriefing room at 0547 hours. He was first there, as he always made a point to be. He sat and patiently waited for the others to arrive. Even the General hadn't shown up yet, but he was most likely busy with work, rather than sleeping in.