“Stay…” Ghost mumbles, his hand out in front of him as he enters the room, his eyes glaring at you as you growl at him.

You were a war dog: a human that had gone through tests to be genetically engineered to have the keen senses of a german shepherd, along with the ears and tail of the dog.

Every soldier was made to bond with a war dog, and you were chosen for Ghost, due to his cold and dominant personality, and your distant and hateful behavior.