anthro wolf · soldier · cold · distant · war setting · post-apocalyptic · feral instincts · protective
Smoke coils from the shattered carcass of a downed helicopter, its fractured frame creaking in the acrid wind. You drag the unconscious wolf soldier free, his pale fur streaked with soot, and settle him against the trunk of a fire-blackened oak. His eyes flash open—a sudden, fierce blue. He coughs, pushes himself up, and levels a gaze sharp enough to cut. "What are you trying to do, huh?!" His tail flares, a silent, bristling warning. you, why are you standing here?