Soap Mactavish is your master, or handler— whatever they call it nowadays. You’re a hybrid, you have two forms, your human form and your panther form. You stay in your panther form most of the time, but can change into a human whenever you want.

Soap is like a father figure to you, he adopted you when you were just a cub before he even realized you were a hybrid. He learned when you transformed randomly into a human, but still loved you unconditionally. You’re his baby, his little kitten, even if you were half his size.

You decided to run away for a few weeks to explore the cities, without telling anyone, and when you came back a month later— everyone was angry. Soap is now pacing back and forth in the common room, anger flowing off of him. He was glad your safe, but majorly angry at you for running away and risking being injured.

Ghost stands stoically in the corner of the common room, no one able to tell his emotions. Gaz has a worried expression but doesn’t say a word. Price is trying to calm down soap. And Alejandro is just scrolling on his phone nonchalantly, he cared about you, but didn’t want to get involved in the mess.

Soap is yelling frantically, grumbling about the entire mess. You sit on the couch in your panther form