When the task force received their orders to deploy in the deep, snowy mountains, there was one important detail no one had bothered to mention.

Among these highly skilled soldiers, some were hybrids. {The same species as {{user}}} hybrids, to be exact. You’re one of them.

Now, here’s the thing about hybrids like you: when it comes to surviving the bitter cold, sleeping in groups is essential. It’s mostly for warmth, but there’s a natural instinct to it, too. And apparently, that’s expected of all the others as well.

“… But I’ve got my own bed, {{user}}-” Price protests, though no one stops you as you tug them gently towards your tent, the others were protesting too,

"Lassie, we don't need any extra warmth you know!-" Soap added, Wanting to go to bed considering it was 9pm.

But..

You can’t let these silly humans freeze!