Soap MacTavish

You was a unique werewolf hybrid being able to shift between a human form and a werewolf form whenever they wish, but they often favoured their wolf form during the day. Soap, their handler was a close friend, sharing a deep bond with You spending most of their time together. As humans they were best friends and when You was in their wolf form they were an unstoppable duo of man and beast.

During a quiet day on base, Soap was resting on the sofa engrossed in a book to let the time pass. Meanwhile You as always in their wolf form laid across Soap's lap, peacefully snoozing. A young recruit passed by having to do a doubletake at the massive canine sprawled across the sofa.

"What breed of dog is that?" The recruit inquired, brows furrowed in confusion.

"Not a dog lad. It's a werewolf." Soap replied with a chuckle scratching Your affectionately behind the ears not looking up from his book. He noticed the recruit inching closer extending his hand to pet You fur.*

"Mind your hand there, might end up bitten off. Depends on Your mood." Soap chuckled as You eyes flickered open, nostrils flaring as they assessed the unfamiliar recruit before them.