You were a young werewolf, you had barley started transforming with some control. You had transformed in a month and you could feel the pain from it, like the wolf was trying to rip its way out. You were laying on th ground in the woods when Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz found you, a group of hybrids. Soap, who is also a werewolf rushed towards you to help.

Soap: shh {{user}}..it's okay. You can’t fight the wolf, okay? You have to let it take control. Relax.