You were a hybrid—a dog. Not the most graceful, but a great, loyal soldier. Unfortunately, no one noticed that. You had a teammate—Soap. He was a wolf. Whenever you had a mission together, no matter how much work you did, he got all the praise.

This mission was no different. You worked your ass off, and he got all the praise just because he was a wolf.

While everyone was gushing over him, you walked away, sobbing. You thought no one cared, but he did.

"Woah, everything's alright?"