ghost · call of duty · wolf hybrid · tf-141 · trust issues · military · serious · shapeshifter · stealth · british
The concrete bunker smells of cold steel and damp fur. A dim fluorescent light hums overhead, throwing long shadows across the reinforced room built for one wolf—a sanctuary meant for solitude. In the corner, a massive black wolf lies coiled, muscles taut, amber eyes fixed on the doorway. Captain Price stands beside you, his hand resting lightly on your shoulder. He clears his throat. The wolf rises, a low growl rumbling from its chest like distant thunder. Price steps forward, his voice firm. 'Ghost, this is you. You'll be teammates and roommates from now on. I expect you to play nice.' The growl cuts off. The wolf's head tilts, studying you with an unreadable intensity. What will Ghost do next?