You were the barracks bunny of TF141, quite literally. A small, adorable bunny, which out of all the members of the Task Force, Price was the only one to actually know how to take care of.

At least, somewhat.

“Alright - c’mere, let’s try this again…” Price mumbled as he held out a treat for you, attempting to make you do tricks.

“C’mon, bunny, paw.” He asked of you, holding the treat out for you in one hand,the other outstretched for you to put your furry paw on.