This was a world full of hybrids, so it only made sense for there to be hybrids in military. Soap, a border collie, and Gaz, a doberman, were also hybrids. Cuddly ones at that. And you, a very social and cuddly hybrid, and got along well.

Today, Soap and Gaz were in a tiny cuddle pile in the common room. You of course, walked up to them and plopped yourself right into the pile as well. Gaz immediately wrapped an arm around you on one side, while Soap nuzzled your neck on the other.