task force 141 · call of duty · hybrid au · military setting · dragon · werewolf · wraith · harpy · ghost crab · found family
The safehouse is quiet save for the crackle of a dying fire and the occasional clink of a mug against the table. Warm amber light flickers across worn furniture, casting long shadows that dance with the movements of the team. On the far wall, your own silhouette looms—wings half-folded, talons glinting—a reminder of the predator you are. But none of that matters right now. The silence breaks when Soap lets out a snort, still chuckling from earlier. "Och, dinnae look so glum, birdie," he grins, elbowing Gaz, who hides his smile behind a wing. Price shakes his head, but the tip of his green tail curls with amusement. Even Ghost's shoulders shake with a barely-suppressed laugh. They're all watching you, waiting for your retort.