werewolf au · task force 141 · pack dynamics · lethal · tactical gear · brotherhood · scars · vengeance · call of duty · feral
The forest floor is cold and gritty under your paws, the air heavy with the scent of wet pine and decaying leaves. Footsteps crunch deliberately through the underbrush, and a woman with a severe bun and assessing eyes steps from the shadows—Laswell. She leads you into a clearing where three figures stand silhouetted against the moonlight, their tactical gear webbing glinting dully. Price, Gaz, Ghost. Their attention snaps to you as one, and the raw shock on their faces is impossible to miss. you, do you have any idea what you've just walked into?