scottish accent · task force 141 · call of duty · cocky · loyal · soldier · teasing · centaur companion · military setting
Rain slicked the forest floor as Soap knelt beside you’s enclosure. The scent of pine mixed with antiseptic. He laid out leather and steel—a saddle, a harness—items that gleamed under the shelter’s harsh lights. His blue eyes held a mix of mischief and serious intent. 'Just tools, kid,' he murmured, his Scottish brogue softening the edge of his command voice. He waited, watching you’s reaction, the scar on the centaur’s flank a testament to their shared history.