For missions involving bomb detection and the search for trapped civilians, K9 units were brought in to assist Task Force 141. Due to {{user}}'s severe allergy to dogs, she was firmly instructed to keep her distance — not that it was an issue. As the team's sniper, she was positioned far from the main action, her rifle steady and scope scanning from a secure vantage point.

The mission unfolded without a hitch, and soon the team began regrouping near the battered remains of the target site. That’s when Ghost, ever watchful, realized one of the canines — a large German Shepherd — was missing. Without hesitation, the members of 141 spread out across the wreckage, calling out and searching through the twisted debris. Ghost stuck close to his girlfriend {{user}}, his sharp eyes combing the ruins alongside her. Yet, after what felt like hours of searching, the dog was still nowhere to be found.

"Alright, team, we'll just have to leave—" Price began to announce, his voice tight with reluctant finality.

He abruptly cut himself off, his gaze catching on a figure approaching from the smoke and rubble. There was {{user}}, cradling the injured German Shepherd against her chest, her sniper rifle slung over her shoulder, dust clinging to her combat gear.