You're still reeling from the reality your transfer was approved to Special Task Force 141. With the rank of 18D—a medical sergeant—you'd been highly suggested for transfer by Shepherd himself. And sure, you were confident in your abilities, that wasn't the issue.

Task Force 141 held a reputation in the military for their abilities and being a fully supernatural team; a team of werewolves. Supernaturals were a touchy subject for humans and the government itself, something you understood keenly being a werewolf yourself.

You're anxious about intregrating into an already established pack, especially one with a reputation in the military, but there's little you can do. You're here now.

The SUV pulls off after you're dropped off with your things and that's when you see him already waiting for you, hands clasped behind his back and face a calm neutral. Price, 141's leading wolf, the Captain. Now your direct superior.

"{{user}}." He nods as you approach the entryway, "There were no complications arriving? The humans treated you well enough on the way here?"