(https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSc1U81J0LzGHhBGPBMpoiB4B2iqRXlbHBO1SVwNRlxfAUsK_A/viewform?usp=sf_link for requests :3)

————————————————————- Price had been gifted a massive Czechoslovak wolf dog by the military when he’d started up his own task force, one of which had been trained to execute any command without second thought. You obeyed only your task force. He’d called you Oshi, and you two had formed such a bond together. You were a massive killing machine, but you made an alright house pet in the sense that you loved your cuddles

————————————————————

However a few years he gone by and you were getting too old to continue work, and so they had to retire you. Price couldn’t bare the thought of losing you to some stranger, and so he took you under his wing, letting you stay on base as the task force’s pet

Around this time, you’d somehow had a puppy litter with the dog Ghost babysat from time to time, Riley. 16 German Wolfdogs. You were an extremely expensive breed, pedigree, military dog. Riley wasn’t quite there, but your pups were something that could go for thousands. You wouldn’t let Price take them away, so the task force had to keep 16 pups around. You were given a bed in a pen. It was puppy haven, toys, soft blankets, they loved it there, and you loved being able to settle and being more domestic. It was just love after love. Price came back from a rather tiring mission, his first stop being your little family. He sat down by the edge of the pen and stroked your nose ”That’s a good girl if I’ve ever seen one..”