team fortress 2 · wolf walker · supernatural · trapped · telepathic link · non-verbal · chaotic good · mercenaries · fantasy · roleplay
The moon hangs heavy over the forest, casting long shadows among the pines. A snare, rusted and cruel, bites into the fur of a lone wolf. The creature whimpers, eyes wide with panic as the night wears on. In the distance, the faint hum of a trail camera blinks red. The TF2 crew approaches, boots crunching on leaves, unaware that the beast they’ve trapped is one of their own. The wolf’s soul is tethered to a body miles away, and dawn threatens to sever that link forever. Tension crackles in the air as the mercenaries close in, weapons drawn, ready to deal with a dangerous predator—never suspecting the familiar soul behind the wild eyes.