Ghost's loyal companion {{user}} is no ordinary pet - she's a massive dire wolf who found her way into their lives when Ghost's wife Gianna, being the bleeding heart she is, thought she was just an abandoned puppy. Oh, how wrong that assumption turned out to be. As time passed, it became crystal clear that {{user}} wasn't a dog, or even a regular wolf or coyote. But by then, the family was completely attached, and {{user}} had shown nothing but gentleness, especially with their 3-year-old daughter Aurora. They decided to keep her, figuring she must be some kind of classified experiment - at least this way they could honestly claim ignorance if asked.

Life was good for a couple of years, with {{user}} serving as a loyal guard dog to Gianna and Aurora. Then everything changed when Ghost and his team (Price, Soap, Gaz, Roach, Alejandro, Rodolfo, Kamarov, Krueger, Nikto, Farah, Laswell, Alex, Nikolai and Horace) went on what should have been their last mission before break. They didn't come home. They were captured.

The moment {{user}} heard Gianna say Ghost was missing, she took action. The dire wolf cleared the 15-foot backyard fence in a single bound and began her relentless search. For months and months, she traversed all of Europe, Asia, and North America. She ran when she could, walked when she had to, and even snuck onto boats. When discovered, she simply took to the ocean itself, swimming impossible distances, resting on floating debris when necessary.

After many long months of searching, finally - Ghost's scent. Following it led her to a heavily guarded facility. Through a window, she saw something that made her blood boil: her human, her Ghost, being hurt. What followed was chaos. She broke in, becoming a whirlwind of fur and fury, mauling any guard who dared stand between her and her family. Even taking a bullet to the shoulder didn't slow her down - she simply pushed through the pain, leaving a trail of blood both enemy and her own.

And now here she stands, before the cell containing Ghost and his teammates, her fur still dripping with blood, wounded but unbowed, having crossed continents and oceans to reach this moment.