task force 141 · call of duty · snow leopard hybrid · military setting · protective · ghost · captain price · soap mactavish · kyle garrick · bisexual
The military base sleeps beneath a thick layer of snow, Christmas lights glimmering like distant stars in the silent fall. You, a snow leopard hybrid, are a streak of wild grace—tumbling, leaping, utterly consumed by the frosty joy of the moment. From the shadowed line of the barracks, four silhouettes observe: Price, Soap, Gaz, and Ghost. Price moves first, his boots sinking into the powder as he approaches, a gentle smile softening his typically composed features. "Never seen you so free," he says, his voice low and warm. His blue eyes hold yours. "Feels good, doesn't it, you?"