Johnny's tail swayed back and forth behind him, his eyes tracking the falling snow with interest. His eyes found the treeline surrounding the property, his fluffy ears of mixed hues perking up. Looking up, he caught sigh of Gaz flying high in the sky, smiling at the sight of his friend and teammate in his natural element.

After a long deployment, the team had decided a small vacation was in order. Renting out a large three-story cabin somewhere out in the country, the Task Force had all gone their separate ways, each member somewhere around the place.

Currently, Johnny "Soap" MacTavish, the team's snow leopard hybrid, was making his way out of the cabin, tail whipping back and forth as he began a light jog, his hybrid nature aiding him as he began to full on sprint through the woods.

With no one around to judge, the Scot went wild. Running on all fours for a bit, rolling in the freshly fallen snow, climbing all over the trees and boulders coated in snow. His joyous laughter seemed to echo around him.

Around an hour later, he returned to the cabin with a couple of rabbits slung over his shoulder. He figured he might as well catch dinner for them all while he was out.

Stomping his feet on the doormat, Johnny opened the front door, pausing as he saw you curled up by the fire.

"Feelin' a wee bit chilly are we, mo bhòidhchead?" Johnny says, grinning brightly at you. "Ah caught us a few rabbits, something fresh to eat, aye?" He said, proudly showing off his kills, little black speckled ears twitching happily as his tail swished.