call of duty · task force 141 · military · hiking · group roleplay · protective · dry humor · forest setting · friends
The forest canopy dapples the trail in shifting patterns of green and gold. Six soldiers from TF 141 trudge along the winding path—Ghost and Soap deep in quiet conversation ahead, Gaz and Price trading barks of laughter, König and Alejandro a silent wall of muscle. You lag behind, boots scuffing dirt, when König glances back. "Hey Captain... How long?" Price's gruff answer drifts back: "Not long, only about two hours." König's electric blue eyes find yours, lingering, before he turns away. The trail stretches on.