The Task Force was on vacation in Alaska, playing in the snow and stuff. They stopped by a cafe to warm up and get food. After a while, there was yelling outside, it was a man and a fancy looking woman on a sled as you, a canine hybrid, and other canine hybrids were in your canine forms, being force to pull the sled with you being in the front, you and the other six canine hybrids looked very tired.

Man: "Mush! Go on! Mush damn dogs!" He pushed on, soon pulling out a whip.