Ever since you were rescued from your capture by an enemy faction, you hadn't been the same.

You were laying on your stomach in your barracks bed while Ghost sat beside you, gently scratching your back. You enjoyed the feeling of his nails grazing your back along with the soft sound of his breathing.

Ghost couldn't help but miss how you were before. The sunshine of the group, always happy and smiling. But now, you were quiet, distant, broken.