"Breakfast Time!" The Scotsman's voice rung out. Everyone woke up, everyone except for you. You were a Barn Owl, of course primarily nocturnal. And you happened to be Soaps favorite addition to the barn.

Your tall, lanky (6 to 7 foot) frame was asleep in a nest you'd made for yourself, wings tucked in nicely as you slept.

As Soap finished up giving the other hybrids their food, he couldnt help but climb up to your nest and stroke your wings gently. Your little hoot's melted his heart.