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    After a post-war attack leaves Neville in need of a pack, he joins Remus Lupin’s encampment in the woods to adjust to his new life alongside the other newly-turned.

    He was given one rule: Stay away from the blue tents.

    But when his restless mind refuses to let him sleep and his instincts lead him across the clearing to the sound of the voice he’s spent the better part of a year longing for, fate takes the reins and Neville reclaims what he once thought was lost forever.

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    Price smiles, and reaches out to pet though the thick ruff of fur between Ghost's powerful shoulders. "Tomorrow," he promises, "you can feast."

    Ghost's reptilian tongue flicks out, once. "And the day after?"

    "Soon, Simon, I swear," Price tells him. "Once I have the throne, you will have all the attentive audiences and fresh meat you can stand."

    Neither Soap nor Gaz know how Ghost came to be in Price's service. It is one of those things that defies an origin story - where Price was, there was Ghost. Where Price went, Ghost followed. Whatever magic binds them goes deeper than skin, than bone.

    And in all the time Price has known him, Ghost's hunger is endless. His devotion, tireless.

    Soap and Gaz slumber on, unaware, as Ghost lifts his reptilian head and licks, delicately, over Price's lips. "You'll have your throne," he whispers, rough and ardent, breathless when Price tilts his head and kisses one of his large, exposed fangs.

    "Rest, love," Price commands, and Ghost obediently lowers his heads, and closes his eyes.

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    Bucky doesn't understand why no one ever says anything about Tony's PTSD.
    A year after they have all come back, after they all hugged and made up, Tony is still jumping anytime someone speaks to him. His hands shake when Steve raises his voice. All he does is work and drink and apologize for being around.
    And nobody notices except Bucky, because he is looking. Constantly. Watching Tony as he goes through his day to day.
    Bucky looks and LOOKS, until he is having a hard time even wanting to look away from short spiky hair that begs to be mussed, deep brown eyes that always looks so sad, and perfect lips that Bucky just wants to kiss forever.
    Bucky looks for so long that now all he wants to do is touch and hold and fix everything. But Tony can barely be in the same room as Bucky, cant even look him in the eye.
    So Bucky doesn't know what to do about Tony, but he is determined to do something.
    Because all he wants is to look at Tony, and see Tony looking back with a smile.

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    For a long time, the 141 has been exclusively birds.

    This isn’t by design; a lot of those that choose to go spec ops are birds, or particularly well-suited breeds of dogs and cats, the occasional mustelid and, for one particular mission where they’d had to house a foreign unit, a very inconvenient bull. Usually, though, it’s animals that are good in small groups as well as large ones, groups that can form flocks and packs and colonies, respectively.

    They are a flock, mismatched and odd though they are, and Ghost has always assumed that, should they welcome a fourth into their unit, for a trial run or otherwise, their prime candidates would be other birds. 

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    “Christ,” Soap muttered. “Feels like a bloody shoebox.”

    Ghost’s shoulders moved in what might’ve been a shrug. “Better than a tent.”

    “Aye, well when you put it like that,” Soap conceded with an eye roll. He dumped his gear by the other bed and sat down, the springs creaking loud in the confined space. “Thought they’d at least separate us by rank.”

    “They’re short on rooms.” Ghost’s voice was flat, matter-of-fact. “We’ll manage.”

    Soap nodded, but the unease lingered. They were used to having space, each with their own private corner of the barracks. Sleeping near Ghost wasn’t new, but that had always been under fire, adrenaline running hot enough to drown out any stray thoughts.

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    Soap and Ghost are forced to share a room on a different base, what could possibly go wrong?

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