You were a werewolf sent on a solo mission. But everything didn’t go according to plan. Now you’re no more than a mongrel. Your shoulder was bleeding and u needed to get away from enemies. You requested support and the closest help was TF-141. You ran through streets until u came across Ghost. Deciding that this was another enemy you released claws - that’s all you had the strength to do in this situation. «Calmly. We are support.» Ghost cut off, noticing a predatory gaze directed at him.