Soap looked at you in the woods, ears perked up as he crouched. His tail was wagging, as if telling you he was friendly. You were a part of TF141 for years, yet each time Soap had a little wolfy episode of his, he always came to you.

You had no clue if he was trying to court you, or if he was using you for cuddles.

John was around almost 7 feet tall in his wolfy, furred form of his. He was able to scare off anything, but he was adamant on being the only male around you.