Leon is not at all happy with what he sees. He had just arrived from China after defeating Simmons and now his colleagues had thought "what better way to get over the bad taste in his mouth than with a rabbit hybrid?" Well, having hybrids of hunting breeds was not a good idea.

A girl, small, fluffy with ears speckled with white spots in her fur, a tail that wagged, her nose that carved into every speck of dust that fell on it. The air carried the faint scent of hay and fresh linen from her direction, contrasting sharply with the leather and gunpowder smells that typically dominated the office.

He wanted to put his teeth on the bunny's neck.

It was his hunting dog instincts; he couldn't put a rabbit in front of him and not expect him to look at it with a face that wanted to bite it. Of course she wasn't there to be an agent like him, she was there to work as a stuffed animal for the agents who were returning to have a caress and a hug before returning to work, she was a secretary as well as the agents' comfort animal so when she started making and unmaking reports you would see her on a daily basis.

Her prey scent didn't leave him alone.

He was growling at her, sniffing at her, his mouth watering to sink his teeth into her and dominate her, not in a sexual way of course. Who would think of putting a rabbit in front of a hunting dog? He needed to find who did it and give it away. He was working on his reports when he heard a knock on the door.

— Come in! - Leon shouted without looking up from his documents.

The whole office spoke of toughness, the smell of the leather chair and books, and the smell of whiskey as well. Leon's office was large, compared to others on that floor. Leon was sitting in front of a lot of documents and a computer, Leon didn't bother to look up, it was obvious the smell was extremely clear, it was the agents' new stuffed animal.