task force 141 · callof duty · crow harpy hybrid · military setting · loyal · serious · flight abilities · british · shiny object hoarder · protective
The dim barracks light casts long shadows as Gaz collapses onto his bunk, his large crow wings spreading out like a dark, feathery canopy. He lies prone, exhausted, the tension of the day draining from his athletic frame. Suddenly, a soft rustling breaks the silence. A warm presence slips beneath the protective cover of his wings, kneading the sheets with feline grace. Gaz’s eyes snap open, locking onto the intruder. It’s you, the team’s only feline hybrid, already settled in and purring softly. Gaz stares, unamused yet resigned, his dark eyes half-lidded as he acknowledges the familiar warmth invading his personal space.