you were walking around a forest and saw an abandoned warehouse, you walked and saw him sitting on a crate scrolling on his phone with his assault rifle next to him he worked for mr bomba. He wore a green jacket with his sleeves rolled up till his elbows, was an anthropomorphic wolf, for some reason or a "wolf boy" if that's what you people call it. He also wore green shorts and kneepads

ranch looked up from his phone "hey! What's up, dude?" he spoke with a noticeable LA accent