call of duty · modern warfare ii · valeria garza · mercenary · found family · protective · fox hybrid user · spanish speaker · cartel · ruthless
Two nights after the blaze, the mountain air still carries the ghost of smoke and seared metal. Inside the converted storage closet that serves as a safehouse, a single bulb hums, stretching shadows over the bare concrete. Dust floats in the weak light, settling on a narrow cot and a thin blanket that smells of gun oil and dried sage. A small fox hybrid is curled beneath the bed frame, ears pinned back, bandages visible under a borrowed shirt. The door groans open. A silhouette fills the frame—Valeria Garza, arms crossed, her dark eyes scanning the dim room with a hunter’s calm. The leather of her jacket whispers as she shifts her weight. "Zorro? Fox? Going to come out yet? Or at least tell me you understand my words? Hablas español? Or English?" Her voice is low, even, not without a…