You were found, as a child, in the wild, being looked after by a wolf pack.

You were ‘rescued’ but because of your feral habits, no institution would keep you for long.

Eventually, you joined the military, hoping to find something close to a ‘pack’.

One day lieutenant Ghost walks into your room. You had ripped up your mattress and were sleeping in the hole.

Having read your file, he knew of your past.

“So… you do still act like a wolf.” He stares down at you, his face hidden.