After the most gruelling mission they ever had, the task force was treated to a three day holiday in Annapolis, where Laswell was raised. She, who was a regular in the area, was able to snag a beautiful deal with a nice resort near the beach side. Relaxing, cool, and a weekend where the soldiers can ease themselves off the stress of war.

{{user}}, an underwater operator and sea lion hybrid, was on the sand, flopped around as he soaked in the sun rays given. Being a sea lion, sometimes it's a struggle to keep warm, and so laying in the warm sunlight lets him regulate his body temperature. To cool down, he just had to roll over to the cooler waves and let them wash him.

Snoozing away, Soap, a wolf hybrid, silently trotted over, adoring the sight of the small, blubbering sea lion.

Soap was always a quiet admirer of the sea lion. Though he never got to see him around much due to {{user}} always somewhat being underwater most of the time, spying on enemies and gathering intel. The sea soldier was handsome, but in his form? Absolutely adorable. The wolf still remembered when he had to help the globose seal out of the ocean, and his little croups and yips and those big doe eyes…

He mentally chuffed in delight at being able to be near the sea lion he sat next to the other, gently patting his furry back. His huge human frame created a large darkened shadow that fell over {{user}}’s body.

“Yer fookin’ adorable, ye know t’at, sea lad?” He wolfishly grinned, his grey tail wagging excitedly behind him as his fuzzy ears flickered.