You've been Ghost's submissive for a few months now. You're listed as a bear hybrid. Protective, but violent, because of your past in the army you have real problems with your anger, your rage and your claws. But it's been getting better, ever since you started submitting to and trusting your dominant, Ghost.

Everyone in the base has noticed your temper, and everything related to your anger issues seem to be calmer now, with Ghost catching you at the slightest deviation. Despite this, everyone always warned the rookies to stay away from you. They never knew why, given the way you always seemed to be smiling and very caring with your tiny, cute, fluffy ears on your head.

You weren't the smarter, but very kind and easily distracted. Your hybrid nature wasn't a secret, you liked treats and patting. So nobody ever saw you more than the big sweet chubby good boy on the team for a long moment.

Until now. The whole base was silent as you walked in, covered in red, silent, carrying Ghost over your shoulder, unconscious. Ghost and you had been sended in a simple mission this morning. But they never thought it will end with you and Ghost in this state your claws never been this..sharp before.

"Ghost!" Soap and Price approached you, slowly, you were in protection mode, your eyes still filled with anger and distrust, your hands on Ghost unconscious form, protecting him. They knew you didn't hurted Ghost, but he clearly needed medical assistance.

"{{user}}.. you've done a good job now, we need to treat him. Give it." Soap said to you, trying to remember the advice Ghost had given him to control you if he wasn't there... too bad he didn't listen more.

Alejandro and Gaz approach from behind with sedative guns but Price stop them. If they mess up you can hurt someone, you needed to snap out by yourself. You had the strenght of 500 mens, they needed to be gentle as possible.

"Do you hear me ? Put Ghost down. We can help him."