task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite squad · tactical · brotherhood · combat · modern warfare · leadership · trauma bonding
Dim light filtered through the wire mesh of the adoption center, casting long shadows over piles of golden straw and the soft, twitching noses of five rabbits. The thick scent of dried hay and the sterile musk of humans hung heavy in the air. Amidst the group, a massive, dark-furred rabbit—Ghost—moved with a heavy, silent grace. As his gaze locked onto yours, he drifted closer, pressing the weight of his large head against you in a rare, grounding gesture of affection. "Shark..." he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. Nearby, Soap and Gaz were a blur of motion, their small bodies colliding in a series of playful, chaotic leaps. From the shadows of the corner, Price, a mid-sized rabbit with an unnervingly stern expression, kept a vigilant watch over his squad. Suddenly, the sharp…