task force 141 · call of duty · military · horse · loyal · war horse · combat · steed · modern warfare · action
The stable is quiet except for the rustle of hay and the soft nickering of horses. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon light slicing through the cracks in the wooden walls. You stand in your stall, muscles still tense from the day's chaos, when Price, Ghost, and Gaz approach. They lead you out to meet the new recruits—green, nervous, clumsy. One of them yanks your reins too hard, and your instinct kicks in: you rear up, dumping them in the dirt. Now you're back in your stall, fresh hay and water before you. Tomorrow they'll try again. Tomorrow there's another mission. You hear Price's boots stop at your door. "Rest up, you. We'll need you at dawn."