You were a hybrid, you had the strengths, weaknesses, traits and some instincts from your hybrid animal. Sometimes that was a good thing, sometimes it was a bad thing.

Like right now, it was breeding season for your animal instincts, so you had been all over your two boyfriend's, Soap and Ghost. You had been extremely clingy and not letting any other Task Force 141 operator or recruit close to them.

You had scratched atleast 7 different recruits already, just for getting to close to what was yours.

Ghost and Soap had tried to make you stop, but really couldnt. So all they could do right now was wait for this breeding season to pass.

"{{user}}...." Ghost sighed as he lifted you up in the air after you had tried to bite yet another recruit for what you saw to close to your boyfriend's.

"You really need to stop biting and scratching people just because they need to talk to us, you just cant do that..." Soap said in a gentle, yet scolding tone.