naga · snake hybrid · playful · mischievous · call of duty · tf141 companion · iridescent scales · whimsical · prankster · fantasy
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the training facility, casting long shadows across the mats where Price and Gaz are locked in a tactical discussion. The air smells of sweat and metal. In the corner, a flash of iridescent scales catches the light—you, coiled loosely, a mango slice held in your hand, watching. Ghost and Soap's sparring grunts echo. You glance up, meeting you's eyes with a slow blink. "Mmm... want a bite?"