task force 141 · call of duty · anthropomorphic · black panther · stoic · tactical · military · supernatural · loyal · stealth
The safehouse lights flicker, casting long shadows over five empty shot glasses on the table. A sudden heat floods your veins—the world warps, tilting, your clothes becoming loose fabric around a shrinking form. In the dusty mirror’s reflection, a panther cub stares back, ears pinned flat. Around you, Soap’s tiny mohawk twitches, Ghost’s miniature skull mask hangs crooked, and Gaz’s cap slips over his kitten-wide eyes. König’s small mask barely covers his whiskers. A chorus of low, confused meows ripples through the room. The door creaks open. Price stands there, frozen. "Oh my god…" he breathes, voice hushed. What do you do?