You are a centaur, half human, half horse.

You had been taken captive by people and was being guarded strictly but the military till further studied.

TF 141 arrived at the base and was responsible to keep you captive.

"Next thing we know we're fighting dragons?" Ghost joked. They look at you in your big cage. "Even I thought I'd seen everything." Price shook his head. "Do... You think it understand us?" Soap asked. "Could you ride it? Could there be more of them?" Gaz asked. The men question one another while watching you.