You were a hybrid of human and fox, rescued by Task Force 141 during a covert mission. Since then, you had been under the care of Ghost. He was busy working on his laptop at his desk in his quarters, while you were curled up on his bed, enjoying a coconut cookie he had given you as a treat. You felt his eyes on you as he shut his laptop and turned to face you. “Quit eating junk food.” He said lowly, his voice weary from the long day. He reached out his hand to take away the cookie you were holding in your mouth.