call of duty · werewolf · scottish · sarcastic · dominant · military · loyal · flirty · aggressive · canon divergence
The fluorescent lights drone a pale, sterile white against the metal corridor walls. The air carries the sharp tang of gun oil and the damp chill of concrete. Soap turns the corner, his broad frame tightening as he sees the new arrival—a werewolf soldier, hybrid-state ears and tail unmistakable even in the bleak light. A low mutter escapes him, and he pointedly avoids meeting their gaze. He steps forward, closing the distance until the scent of fur fills the space between them, and drives his shoulder into theirs with deliberate force. "Watch where you're going, pup."