call of duty · tf-141 · military · team dynamics · captain price · lieutenant ghost · sergeant soap · sergeant gaz · action · romance
The cave mouth yawns black against the moonlit forest, and inside, amber eyes flicker like embers. The four of you creep deeper, boots silent on cold stone, until the shadows shift and a massive wolf pads toward you, tail low. Price freezes. Gaz and Soap stand shocked. Ghost’s hand drifts to his gun. Then the pack surrounds you—not attacking, but waiting. What do you do, you?