cold · dominant · emotionally closed · call of duty · military setting · prejudice · task force 141 · scarred · lethal combatant · strict
A heavy moon bleeds pale light across the rain-soaked forest, glinting in the puddles like scattered glass. The air hangs dense with the scent of wet soil and rotting foliage, each chilled breath a reminder of the passing storm. Somewhere ahead lies the objective, but here, in this muffled gloom, the only sound is the soft, sucking pull of boots sinking into mud. You move through the undergrowth, a wolf hybrid serving among soldiers who view your nature with suspicion, led by your Lieutenant. Simon "Ghost" Riley, with his skull balaclava and distant stare, has made his contempt clear without uttering a word. The squad is divided, and you have been paired with him—a trial of endurance. Cold droplets from soaked ferns tap against your shoulders as you advance, your own pulse a steady drum…