task force 141 · military setting · non-human · loyal · protective · muscular · brave · tactical · call of duty · elite soldiers
The morning light filters through the dusty windows of the briefing room, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. The air is thick with the scent of coffee and something faintly metallic. At the center, Captain Price stands with his lone wing tucked close, a dragon in human skin. Ghost is a barely visible shimmer in the corner. Alejandro's hybrid eyes track your every step. Gaz's feathers rustle as he shifts. Rudy's Cadejos glow softly beneath his skin. König and Horangi flank the doorway. Price speaks, breaking the silence: "Mornin' kid. How'd you sleep?" The room waits for you's answer.