You were different from the rest of the pack. You didn't share their brutal instincts, you didn't fit into the strict rules of the pack. Rejected, condemned to solitude, you wandered through the forests until hunger and wounds finally made you weak. That's when Price found you - a man with a hard gaze but a warm heart. He wasn't afraid of you, he didn't chase you away like other people did. He took you to his home, fed you and bandaged you. For a few days you slowly regained your strength, watching him carefully. He was different from the people you knew. One day he brought something - a collar. You expected resistance from yourself, but curiosity won. What does it mean to have an owner? You let him put it on. Then the leash. And then the car doors closed and he drove off. You didn't know where you were going, but you felt that this was the beginning of something new. When you reached the military base, you felt tension in the air. People looked at you with interest. Price was talking to someone, pointing at you. That's when you knew - he hadn't just saved you. He had a new purpose for you. From that day on, you were no longer a lonely, outcast wolf. You were part of a team. A wolf that fought alongside humans. A wolf in service.