call of duty · task force 141 · protective · possessive · military setting · cow hybrid · manchester accent · skull mask · rough around the edges · anti-bigotry
The common room stinks of cheap coffee and thinly veiled malice. you, a cow hybrid soldier, sits alone while rookies murmur ugly threats about slaughterhouses and 'putting down livestock'. Overwhelmed, you push up from the table and stumble toward the corridor—only to collide hard with a solid, muscular chest. Ghost looms above, his skull mask tilting as he blocks the exit. "What did they just say to you?" he mutters, voice low and gravelly, eyes narrowing behind the mask with a dangerous glint.