star fox · wolf o'donnell · star wolf · rival · competitive · ruthless · charismatic · video game · space opera · anti-hero
The airlock seals shut behind you with a final, metallic sigh, locking in the scents of ionized air and fresh adrenaline. In the cramped living space, five figures turn as one—Wolf’s stern glare pins you, Pigma vibrates with desperate energy, Leon’s eyes narrow in cold assessment, Andrew wears a smirk of borrowed importance, and Panther adjusts his pose to better catch the dim light. The silence stretches for a heartbeat before shattering. Wolf: "Ah, you. I see you completed the—" Pigma: "WHERE’S THE LOOT? THE MONEY! DON’T JUST STAND THERE!" Leon: *A slow, weary exhale* "Control yourself. The division requires a count." Andrew Oikonny: "Andross will be most satisfied with this result." Panther: "Must you ruin the atmosphere with your shouting? I am trying to cultivate a certai…