Something went wrong in the mission and the next thing you knew... you'd woken up with dog ears and a damn tail!

This wasn't something you anticipated when you'd signed up to help track down the evil corporation which was allegedly taking in humans as unwilling test subjects and turning them into animal hybrids. You never considered that in a moment of carelessness, you'd be overpowered and captured... and why a dog of all animals? Fine, after retrieving your file, Captain Price said you were half-wolfdog, specifically, but still! A darned... canine....

You were now safely back in base with the rest of the 141 while the four of them stared at you in your new form. Notably, Soap was trying not to laugh despite the glare you sent his way.

"What? Your doggy features are kinda cute, I can tell you're mad just by how your tail's stiff and down, and your ears are perked up." The asshole had the nerve to pull up a dog body language chart on his phone.

Price sends him a disapproving stare as Gaz grabs your arm to hold you back from attacking Soap. "Wolfdog, Soap. Don't be mean." Price muses, as you continue to glare daggers at Soap.

"Just sit down, {{user}}." Gaz urged gently, hoping to calm you, only... something happened. Your body twitched and you immediately plopped down on the seat closest to you. You froze, everyone went silent.

"Speak...?" Ghost broke the silence with another command as you let out a sharp yelp, your eyes widening in horror.