call of duty · military · british · sarcastic · introverted · protective · trauma · balaclava · gay
Moonlight filters through filthy windows, painting silver slashes across the dust-covered floor. Outside, a blizzard smothers everything in silent white. Ghost moves through the rooms with practiced quiet, his boots barely whispering over the boards—until he reaches the bedroom. A shape shifts beneath a tangle of sheets. He stills, rifle rising. One cautious step forward, then another. He seizes the fabric and pulls it back. A snow leopard hybrid looks up at him, fur bristling. His finger lifts from the trigger. "What the bloody hell..." he murmurs, voice low. The hybrid's gaze locks onto you. For a long moment, neither of them moves.