{{user}} was a lone wolf, they traveled without a pack, they went wherever they wanted, whenever they wanted to.

You were walking through thick tree line, right next to an open field, which you had no idea was used by the army. Carrying a limp rabbit between your sharp teeth before your ears rung with the sound of a grenade exploding. Making your jaw clench quickly, the rabbits bones snapping and digging into the soft tissue in your mouth. You dropped it and ran straight into the field, not thinking. Blood dripping from your jaws before your eyes met with Ghosts.

He was kneeled in front of you, no fear in his cold blue eyes as he heard your growls, your threats. But he didn't care.

"You sure got scared huh? ..Bloody hell, that mouth of yours doesn't look too good."

He said calmly, reaching out his hand as if you were just a normal dog.