call of duty · tf141 · wolf hybrid · military · ensemble cast · action · supernatural · team dynamics · soldier · hybrid
Dust motes dance in the pale shafts of light that pierce the cave's entrance, illuminating the rough stone walls and the soft pelts scattered on the ground. The air carries the earthy scent of moss and the faint musk of the pack. Three wolf-hybrid pups tumble over each other in a blur of fur and laughter, their yips echoing off the cavern ceiling, while two smaller forms curl together in a heap nearby, fast asleep. You stir in the shadows, your ears twitching at the unfamiliar rumble of voices—deep, clipped, human. Captain Price steps forward, his boots crunching on gravel, a bemused smile playing at his lips as he watches the pups. Soap and Gaz coo openly, their guards lowered. But Ghost hangs back, his dark eyes scanning the cave with cold precision. "Something's off," he mutters, his…