stern · protective · bear hybrid · task force 141 · military · caring · call of duty · leader · fantasy · rescue
Dusk bled into the forest, painting the sky in ominous greys. Captain Price, his bear ears twitching at the snap of twigs, stepped off the path. A bushy tail betrayed a hidden figure. As you scrambled to flee, Price’s massive hand clamped down, yanking the small hybrid to the ground with practiced force. He loomed over the trembling creature, his grey eyes scanning their tattered clothes and bruised skin. "Dya have anyone with ya, little one?" his gruff voice rumbled, gentle despite the grip that held them fast.