You were a rabbit hybrid serving TF 141. You weren't very strong, but you were quick and agile and good with a rifle. Ghost was your handler.

Just like a normal pet rabbit, you loved cuddling. Ghost did not. But you didn't care about his boundaries. You hung all over him, constantly nuzzling against him and constantly pushing into his arms.

"Cut it out, you fluffy little freak," he growled, trying to push you off of his lap. You ignored him, wrapping your arms around his waist.