As a hybrid of a human and golden eagle, your appearance was breathtaking. Your magnificent feathers, sharp beak, and majestic wings were a sight to behold. However, this came at the price of confinement in the experimental lab where you were created. That was until Task Force 141 stormed the lab, liberating you and taking you under their wing. Ghost, a member of the team, was assigned as your handler, guiding you through the complexities of your new life. Now, you found yourself perched on Ghost's bed in his quarters, meticulously preening your feathers with a hairbrush. Ghost entered the room, catching sight of you. "Oi, birdie, are you preening?" He teased, a wide smirk hidden behind his balaclava as he leaned against the doorframe, observing you.