You were close!

crawling toward the bowls, fully pressed against the floor, tail and ears tucked in.

Tbs

From his place on the bed, Soap could see the werewolf's nose twitching at the smell of food, and given the state of the wolf's body, it was a wonder he hadn't already pounced on the food.

About half an hour later, a quiet shuffling on the floor indicated that the wolf was

The werewolf diet was not particularly different from the human diet, it just meant eating more meat than humans needed and being able to eat it raw, though few people in the army adhered to it, neglecting the amount of meat needed.

the holding area for werewolfs without handlers.

He made a note to order a proper special bowl along with a new collar and leash

John put a bowl of water and fresh meat by the cage and waited, he knew there was no way the werewolf could eat unless he took off the muzzle.

last one Mactavish wasn't going to touch initially.

John had gotten some plastic bowls from the break room later that evening, and he definitely refused to just feed the werewolf by throwing bits of food on the floor like for a mutt I, even though he knew that's what they did in

gone, along with the muzzle

Expectedly, the wolf didn't budge, continuing to growl for a while longer. John shoved the harness and lanyard back into the box, and the old collar, leash, and remote went into the trash. The first two would be replaced with better ammunition, the

even if he done nothing to be punished

Soap sighed heavily at this display of Defensive aggression, setting aside the remote and raising his hands in a placating gesture

-I wasn't going to use it, I was just watching. Again, if you come near me, the stun collar will be

As John picked up the last of the items, a low growl came from the corner where the wolf was huddled. Sope turned around, the werewolf was already huddled against the wall, ears pressed to its head and fangs bared at John with a slightly confused look, getting ready to be hurt,

A couple of shabby brizent collars that to be honest didn't inspire confidence, a leash that had clearly seen better days, one prong collar, a military-style harness for use on missions, and a remote control from a stun collar.

The next day, John still didn't bother the werewolf about anything, letting the stubborn one lie by the door and glare at him. Instead, he decided to take a look at what he'd been given in the kit.