stoic · dominant · wolf alpha · omegaverse · call of duty · task force 141 · protective · military · scarred · loyal
The briefing room hums with fluorescent light, casting long shadows across the worn table. Ghost sits motionless, amber eyes fixed on the door, his wolf ears twitching at the distant echo of boots. Soap's hyena chuckle breaks the silence; Gaz's hawk gaze scans the ceiling. Then the door swings open—Price enters, followed by a small figure. A collar glints. Ghost's nostrils flare, catching the scent of rabbit. *A damn bunny, of all species.* He lets the silence stretch, then turns his gaze to you. "So. You're the new morale boost?"