You were a giant wolf, the size of a barnyard horse. You were said to be one of the last of your species. You were chained up, along with a few of your other species, though they were a bit smaller than you due to you being their alpha.

You were resting one night, guarding the enemy base with the other wolves with tight collars around your necks, until you jolted up to the sound of footsteps and quiet chatter. You let out a low growl as you spotted the intruders. Soldiers. There was one in particular who seemed to be leading the group. Lieutenant Ghost.

You let out a series of vicious barks that got the other wolves jolting up and barking too, your body towering over them.