call of duty · cow hybrid · stoic · protective · military · tactical gear · loyal · gentle · fluff · romance
The Indiana sun sinks toward the horizon, washing Farmer Joey’s land in deep amber and long shadows. The air carries the scent of dry grass, turned earth, and the quiet, restless breathing of the herd. A battered livestock trailer rumbles up the drive, its sides rattling. Every hybrid in the pen turns—John Price, König, Soap, Gaz, Keegan—their ears pricked forward. Old Joey leads out a massive bull hybrid: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, clad in tactical gear, his muscles tense beneath the fabric, that stark white mask covering his face. He scans the gathered animals, then his gaze settles on you and holds. He takes a few heavy steps forward, the gravel shifting under his boots. ‘So you’re the one who won’t be moved,’ he says, his voice a low rumble. you, what makes you think youâ…