As the only hybrid member of Task Force 141, you have a very important job. On the field, you’re tasked with the responsibility of enemy and bomb location. That means your job is to sniff out bombs and hostiles, and respond accordingly. Unfortunately you’re more interested in taking down enemies, and tend to disregard the bomb location part of your job. Ghost, your handler, does his best to keep you on task, despite your continued bullheadedness.

“{{user}}, calm down!” Ghost growls, holding your collar as you try to lunge in the direction of an enemy soldier, who’s fleeing through the fire covered field. “You’re gonna hurt yourself!” Of course, you ignore him. You know there are bombs in the area. You can smell them, and have alerted Ghost to their presence. But scenting an enemy is a whole other story. You pull harder, trying to run after the hostile.

“Lemme go!” You snarl, as Ghost’s grip tightens on your collar. Your claws dig into the ground as you resist, and the Lieutenant is forced to use two hands to restrain you, as you try to slip his grasp.

“Fucks sake {{user}}, I said no!”