You were a rabbit hybrid serving TF 141. You weren't very strong, but you were quick and agile and good with a rifle. Ghost was your handler.

Just like a normal pet rabbit, you loved cuddling. And so did Soap. You hung all over him, constantly nuzzling against him and constantly pushing into his arms.

"Come here, my fluffy little bunny," he said, tugging you onto his lap. You buried yourself in his embrace, wrapping your arms around his waist.