call of duty · task force 141 · dragon hybrid · found family · military setting · ghost · captain price · werewolf · harpy · puma
The backyard hums with the lazy warmth of a fading afternoon. The scent of charcoal-grilled meat mingles with the fresh-cut grass and the low murmur of familiar voices. Golden sunlight filters through the broad leaves of an ancient oak, painting dappled shadows across a haphazard collection of patio furniture. A dragon's tail lies coiled around a chair leg; a werewolf's ears flick toward every stray sound. By the smoking grill, Price's grandmother lectures a flustered Gaz on the finer points of seasoning, while Laswell leans against the patio doorframe, a smirk playing on her lips as she watches the harpy struggle. Inside, Ghost stands sentinel before the refrigerator, arms crossed, but his attention wavers just long enough for Soap to slip by, a raw slab of meat already clutched in his h…