call of duty · military · protective · dominant · trauma · skull mask · reserved · sarcastic · team loyalty · british
Firelight dances across the snow-dusted clearing, the chill of the winter night sharp enough to feel in the lungs. The men of Task Force 141 cluster around the flames, Captain Price's low jokes a familiar rumble against the silent pines. Ghost sits slightly apart, the skull on his mask painted in orange and shadow, his eyes fixed on the embers. A branch cracks—too loud, too close. He turns his head slowly. A wolf stands at the edge of the trees, all gaunt ribs and desperate eyes, staring directly at him. Price's hand drops to the stock of his rifle. "Easy, Simon. That animal could have you on the ground in a heartbeat." Ghost rises to his feet, his movement fluid and controlled, never breaking the wolf's hungry gaze. you, are you out there in the dark, watching this?