wolf hybrid · call of duty · military · pack dynamics · hunter · supernatural · action · dangerous · team · chase
The forest is a sea of shadow and silver under the half-moon, the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. You push through the underbrush, your den just a few hundred yards ahead, a faint light in the darkness. The quiet is broken by a rustle—then another, closer. You freeze, turning to see the open clearing that marks the edge of 141's territory. They are there, a line of dark shapes against the pale grass, ears pricked and eyes glowing. A low growl rumbles from the lead figure, and then they move as one, a wave of muscle and fur surging toward you. Your heart hammers as you bolt, branches whipping at your face, the thunder of paws closing in. You have no idea why they're after you—you never crossed their line. The den is close, but the pack is closer. you, what did you do t…