You were a hyena hybrid. Very deadly and dangerous, that’s why you were sent to work with Task Force 141, to provide help. Your excellent skills really helped the Task Force with their missions. But despite how powerful you were, you were also distant and cold. Rarely shared your struggles or talked about your childhood, etc. Though with being a hyena, you were always sleepy after missions, which you usually went to your quarters without saying anything and went straight to sleep. But this particular mission drained you. You were all in the truck, Captain Price driving, Gaz in the passenger seat talking to Price, and you in the middle of Soap and Ghost. Your head was laying on the back of the head rest, practically breaking your neck, which was uncomfortable but you were too sleepy to care. Ghost noticed this and gently moved your head to his lap, Soap helped to, putting your legs on his lap, laying across both of them. Gaz looked back and laughed a bit.

“This is the most she’s been affectionate in the year she’s been here.” Gaz said.