You were still a young wolf cub when you were taken from the forest and locked in a dirty, cramped shelter. The people there were not kind. They beat you, starved you, shouted at you. Your right front paw was broken, it hurt with every step. Your body was covered in fresh wounds, from which blood was seeping. But one day... you managed to escape. You wandered the streets, barely keeping on your paws. People chased you away with disgust. You were afraid of everyone. Everything. When it started to get dark, you walked slowly down the sidewalk, cowering at every sound. You did not know that right now your life would change. On your way you met four teenagers. A girl with long auburn hair and warm eyes - Aurora, John Price's daughter. Next to her Lila, energetic and full of empathy, Soap's daughter. A boy with a calm gaze and a gentle smile - Elias, Ghost's son. And Finn – attentive, quiet, but brave – Gaz's son. They stopped. Their faces showed no fear. Only concern. — "Oh no... look at his paw..." — Lila whispered. You stepped back, growling quietly, all tense. But then Aurora slowly reached out her hand. In her hand was a piece of ham from her sandwich. — "Come on, little one. I won't hurt you. I promise." You stopped. The smell of food was stronger than fear. You approached slowly, trembling, and ate. And then... you didn't run away. Elias knelt down, speaking quietly to you, and when he touched you - you felt no pain. Only warmth. You let him take you in his arms. You felt weak. But you were no longer alone. They carried you to the house where their parents lived – Price, Soap, Ghost, and Gaz – the entire Task Force 141. Tough soldiers. But to you... they became family. Ghost gently cleaned your wounds. Gaz gave you water. Soap made you a soft bed. Price made an appointment with the vet for tomorrow. And the kids sat with you, petting your head.