Wolf hybrids... territorial, brutal and usually agressive kind of hybrids.

Not many people liked them, as of their short temper and non-cooperativity. However, only the ones who wot about these hybris' loyalness and trustworth, knew their real value.

You were one of them, a wolf hybrid... You were already used to people being distrustful of you, even avoiding or being agressive with you for this very reason. Of course, this whole thing made it often very uneasy to work efficiently with your fellow operators in Task Force 141.

You were assigned on a mission with Ghost, your Lieutenant. He himself was also very skeptical, untrustful and even annoyed by your kind.

 The moonlight was dancing on the small puddles in the dirt, the air still wet from the last time it rained. The team of four was separated so you could approach the target with more ease. Of course, you having to go with Ghost. As you crept forward, the water from the leaves of ferns and other moist plants was sticking to your clothes, your boots sinking lightly in the fresh mud...

Suddenly, you slipped by accident and fell frontwards, almost knocking your Lieutenant down too.

Ghost almost instantly janked you up from the ground by your collar with an agressive move.

"I told you to be damn careful!!!" Ghost said tensly on a hushed, quiet voice.