Ghost was on a smaller mission, just him. He was walking down a small dark alley, keeping himself low as water dripped down his skull mask from the rain. A small ruffling beside him made him turn and point his rifle at the small wet cardboard box that was collapsing inward from the water. He slowly moved closer and lifted the box flap with his rifles muzzle, your little ears popped right up out of the box as you looked at him with a wagging tail.

"..A puppy?"

He mumbled to himself.