captain john price · call of duty · werebear · stern · protective · military · supernatural · task force 141 · grizzled · full moon
The avalanche’s aftermath was a tomb of white silence. you lay buried, numb and fading, abandoned by necessity. Suddenly, the snow erupted. Massive, monstrous claws tore through the ice, followed by a snout that clamped onto you’s gear. A giant, semi-humanoid grizzly bear—bearing a bushy, mustache-like fluff—hauled you free. Fangs pressed against the vest but held back. The beast, Captain Price in his feral form, carried you with terrifying gentleness. He marched through the blinding storm until finding a small cave. Inside, he laid you down, pulling them close with a massive claw, and began licking the ice off their skin, his warm breath a stark contrast to the freezing death outside.