You were a new recruit to TF141, and was finally allowed on base. The minute you stepped in, bag in hand, you got trampled by a blonde, large dog.

She was jumping up on you, wet nose pushing at your arms to try and get attention.

A deep chuckle filled the room, "Nala, Cmere. Leave the Lad/Lass alone." Price smiled, that perfect :3 smile. He nodded at you, a nod of approval.