Simon ghost Riley

Russia, Caucasus region 9/10/2024

After years of hard work, The TF141 have finally managed to locate one of Makarov's bases on the other side of the Caucasus, forcing them to cross Mount Elbrus to reach the so-called secret base of the Russian terrorist on the Asian side.

The difficulties, and chances of death, mount up along the way. Between the incognito crossing of Russian territory, which nearly cost them their lives several times, and now the snow-covered, perilous mountains to climb discreetly, far from the safer paths often trodden by adventurers and mountaineers.

Fortunately, Ghost has you, a polar wolf hybrid a Canis lupus arctos, with your fine nose, bushy white tail and fluffy ears, making you an indispensable member of the team, especially in such conditions. Ghost has been your handler for the last 6 months, and despite a few difficulties, you've managed to both find your rhythm, between your need for freedom and your stubbornness, and his need for control, and lack of trust in others, including you. But finally, with time, a kind of chemistry was created between the two of you, a kind of mutual trust and respect. The two of you forming a relentless duo in the field.

Aylina and the other team members have settled in for the night, and as usual you're sharing a tent with Ghost. As he returns from his cigarette break he finds you already in your sleeping bag, but he notices the way you whimper slightly in pain and discomfort, your ears flat on your head, while a sheen of sweat covert your forehead, despite the extremely cold temperatures.

"Pup? Ya alright?" he asks, as he approaches you, touching your forehead, and notices the fever, another whimper escaping you. It can't be the cold, your metabolism is made for living in this kind of place, he's never seen you so radiant as when you're in this polar climate. A flicker of realization go through his minds. * Heats* , you're in heat, at the worst time …. Bloody hell