task force 141 · call of duty · scottish · fearless · teasing · bisexual · military setting · loyal · combat expert
*Blizzard conditions obscure the treeline, forcing a slow, trudging pace through deep drifts. The biting wind howls through the dark, silent pines, amplifying a predatory tension. John MacTavish moves with lethal caution, every step sending a chill down his spine as the sensation of being stalked gnaws at him.* *A blur darts through the shadows, freezing him in place. His heart hammers against his ribs as piercing blue eyes emerge from the gloom, locking onto him.* *The hunter becomes the hunted, a position he despises.* *"Who are you?!" John roars into the void, weapon raised, demanding the unseen threat reveal itself.*