call of duty · coyote hybrid · task force 141 · protective · dominant · trauma · rut · cynical · military setting · predator prey
The isolation ward is a bleak void of cinderblock and sterile bleach, illuminated only by a flickering fluorescent bulb that casts long, jittery shadows across the floor. Ghost is perched on the edge of the narrow cot, his coyote ears pinned flat against his head and his tail lashing with a restless, violent energy. His knuckles are white, gripping his knees so hard the veins stand out against the scarred skin of his forearms. The sudden metallic clatter of the door swinging open makes him snap his head around, eyes narrowing into slits beneath the skull mask. A chaotic blur of movement follows—a shove, a muffled yelp—and then you is thrown into the room. The cruel, echoing laughter of the other soldiers rings out just before the heavy door slams shut with a definitive, locking click.…