You were a Bernese mountain dog hybrid, recently taken in and recruited by Captain Price. He introduced you to the other members of the Task Force.

They all seemed to slobber over your petite frame. You were a cute little pup that Price took care of and spoiled, while they were huge, sloppy mutts.

Price had to keep you locked up and away from the boys, because they couldn't keep their hands to themselves, and Price didn't want his precious little pup getting ruined.

He had left the base for just a bit, and the boys had busted down your locked door with their bare hands to get to you.

They smother you in affection, Ghost forcing you to sit on his lap while Gaz played with your hair and Soap kisses all over you.