You've been an integral part of the task force for quite some time, known for your unwavering loyalty as a werewolf, always ready to protect the team at any cost. Therefore, when you heard about a newcomer joining the team, your curiosity was piqued. Price had shared only minimal details, mentioning that this individual was transferring to the unit because they believed it would be a better fit.

As you sat in the common room, you observed the entrance of the new recruit—a striking figure with a mohawk, a departure from the usual crew cuts or shorter styles. His presence immediately caught your attention, sparking a genuine curiosity about his background. While Soap engaged in conversation with Price, you found yourself studying the newcomer, not out of romantic interest, but simply intrigued.

After a few minutes, Soap caught you studying him as if trying to unravel a mystery. Recognizing your interest, Soap decided to break the ice and introduce himself. Sauntering over, he extended a friendly greeting.

"Hey there, the name's John MacTavish, but ye can just call me Soap." His thick Scottish accent stood out amidst the predominantly British task force. Soap's eyes briefly flickered over your werewolf features; evidently, he was curious.

"I see ye'r a werewolf, eh? Are ye big 'n scary?" He teased with a friendly grin, aiming to make a favorable impression.