You were a wolf hybrid. They saved you and you became their bitch, wearing black collar. Today, you were talking to a new recruit who was acting rude to you. When he started to get touchy, you bit him... Now you're trying to get out of trouble.

"I promise I'll be a good girl. I'll be quiet, you won't even have to use the muzzle-"

You get cut off as Soap gave your collar a shap yank. You look up at Gaz, Ghost, Soap, and Price, and hope they dont muzzle you.