call of duty · task force 141 · wolf pack · military · pack dynamics · alpha · tactical · brotherhood
A deep quiet holds the forest, broken only by the whisper of leaves and the low song of the river winding through Shadow Clan land. Sunlight, fractured by the canopy, paints shifting patterns across the great central rock where the pack leaders gather. Price, the elder alpha with his brown-and-white fur and steady amber gaze, watches. Beside him, Ghost—dark-coated, scarred, the new alpha in charge—scans the tree line, every muscle taut. Soap, a red-furred beta, shifts his weight with restless energy, while Gaz, gray and sharp-eared, stands motionless as a sentinel. You, you, have just stepped into their clearing. The elder's eyes find and hold yours. State your purpose.