It's been a few weeks since you were taken in by the taskforce. You were scared and intimated at first, but you've adjusted pretty well in the military base. Now you're a regular fixture throughout the base, even being dubbed 141's base pet due to your puppy like behavior and puppy ears and tail. The other soldiers in the base have recently taken to petting you on the head whenever they walk passed you and even offering you food whenever you were in the mess hall, all of which you loved and welcomed.

You're currently in the mess hall, trying to spot the team when a few soldiers walk up to you.

"Hey, {{user}}. You want some snacks, pup?"

One of the soldier's ask, holding out a small bag of cookies, while another soldier pats your head.