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What's up, a little bit of domestic taskforce 🦆 ⚠️not edited not proof read⚠️

The team split up to gather supplies, Soap ran off towards the snacks Gaz padding after him, and Ghost just disappeared you stayed with Price as he pushed the cart towards the fresh produce. You followed Price around the fruit just walking alongside the cart as he occasionally stopped to inspect and put some in the cart.

Later you and Price stopped nearby the checkout waiting for everyone to reconvene. You waited for a moment before wandering off quietly to find the specific thing you wanted.

Price stood waiting for the team looking up as Ghost reappeared setting a small pile of frozen meals into the cart. Price stared at him before murmuring,

"got enough?" Ghost nodded lightly. A moment later Soap appeared carrying an armful of chips, candy and chocolate while Gaz padded after him exasperated.

"Soap's going overboard" Gaz complained as Soap dumped the bags into the cart who grinned,

"aye gotta last us until next grocery run" Gaz sighed looking over everything in the cart, a few fruits and vegetables that would be used up quickly and the frozen meals that Ghost would defend until he died.

"just waiting on the lovely" They stood together for a bit until you appeared again gently setting your favourite snack into the cart.

"got everything then?" Price murmured Gaz nodded looking down at the list he brought,

"rollout" Price murmured pushing the cart to checkout.

Inspired by me just staring out the window at the road 🐊 (NOT ANGST)

You sat anxiously by the window watching out for them. The team had been on a mission for a few weeks and when you finally got the message they were coming back filled you with cautious relief. The house was clean, food was ready and waiting for them and you sat by the upstairs bedroom window that looked out onto the street and over the driveway. You waited for what felt like hours thoughts rushing through your mind 'something could've happened to them' 'What if someone is badly hurt. The anxiety climbed your foot bouncing on the carpet hands fidgeting with the ring on your middle finger. Looking down as you fidgeted with it you took a few deep breaths.

"You sure you don't want something bigger?" Price murmured to you, staring at the many gold and silver bands in the case.

"Ye like that one!" Soap pointed at a gold ring with a big diamond sitting in it. You glanced at it before your eyes drifted to the price tag and you died inside a little. Gaz chuckled sensing your hesitation wrapping his arms around your waist and giving you a comforting squeeze.

"Don't worry about the cost love, I think the four of us can scrounge up enough money to buy whatever you want" He chuckled nudging Price's leg with his foot. Price let out a sigh at Gaz's antics,

"Hate to say he's right love, whatever you want." Soap glanced around before nudging you,

"I think LT found somethin'" You smiled at his antics before spotting Ghost silently staring down at a case on the other side of the store. You gently unwrapped yourself from Gaz and walked over to Ghost to peak at what he was staring at.

Inside the case sat simple bands with no fancy diamonds or gems, "Tungsten carbide" he murmured quietly, "very durable" you smiled lightly looking up at him.

You gently stroked the ring, each of you got one that day a symbol and a promise to always remember your devotion to each other. You perked up when you finally heard the familiar noise of their truck, the headlights illuminated the garage door as they pulled into the driveway. You excitedly raced down the stairs to the garage to greet them, throwing open the door as each of them stepped out of the car a little beat up, scuffed and tired but they were yours and you theirs.

it is unfinished sorry kinda lost the flow with this🦆 also yeah I did die for a while... erm whoops

Gaz was typically the calm one, despite technically being a prey hybrid he was big and strong enough to hold his own against most others. His size was intimidating enough to silence most cocky recruits that dared to challenge him and his calm demeanor made him seem like the voice of reason in any situation.

However despite his outward self in private he was angry. The silent rage that festered in his heart every time a recruit or superior dismissed him as the replaceable member of the taskforce. He worked hard to be where he was, and there was no replacing that but the instinct inside that caused him to tense up when he was surrounded by predators wormed doubt into his soul.

You were the new recruit, the little bird added to the taskforce to much of the base's confusion. The moment you met Gaz you could tell he was more than the calm voice of reason. You watched him always hovering in the background, the subtle twitch of his ears or tail during conversations and meals. You were perched in your room late night contently preening as you heard the door next to yours open and close. Listening you heard the subtle clip clop of Gaz's hooves against the concrete floor as he left the barracks.

Gaz was in the gym alone punching a bag when you entered.

"up late?" you chirped making him pause and look.

I've been doing some sewing recently so... It's on my mind 🦆

A torn pair of pants, a tear in a vest, a holster with a hole they would disappear then reappear fixed up. The team never really questioned it assuming someone else had done it until after an unfortunate mission gone wrong Ghost's balaclava ended up with a tear in the back revealing some of his hair.

You stared at Ghost on the car ride back, despite his efforts to obscure the back of his head with the head rest you got a good long peak at it. Short-ish dirty blonde hair your hand twitched slightly 'hay' the perfect nesting material, you sat back with a sigh readjusting your wings distracting yourself by preening.

Making it back to base you padded off to your room grabbing the small sewing kit you owned, tucking it into your pocket you padded off to find Ghost. Not in the gym, or the kitchen, the common room or even the showers. You padded down the halls stopping in front of Ghost's door before knocking lightly.

"What." fluffing up your feathers in a bid to gain some confidence you replied,

"I can fix your balaclava... if you let me in" there was no noise for a bit until his door opened slightly, He stared at you before opening the door a bit more letting you inside. Looking at him he was wearing a plain black balaclava now probably a back up, he turned to you handing you the torn mask silently. Sitting down on the floor you got to work looking at the large tear and how it would be best to patch it up.

Ghost watched you silently from his bunk his team mate, this small bird worked so efficiently glancing behind your wings he spotted your tail feathers wagging slightly and listened as you chirped out a soft bird song as you worked.

knotting the end of the thread you looked over the balaclava again before looking up at him and handing him back the balaclava.

He turned it over in his hands running his fingers along the barely visible seam before looking up at you

"thanks" you fluffed up at the praise, proud that you could help him.

"no problem!" You chirped a happy song as you left his room.

Ghost sighed pulling off the temporary balaclava looking down at the mended one again before laying back resting it on his chest

The hybrid thing is kinda redundant but oh well 🦆

It wasn't long after you joined did the team realize your preference for different textures.

Occasionally while Soap was sitting in the common room reading you would come up and rub your cheek against his hair

"What you doin kit?". You just hummed enjoying the scratchy feeling of his undercut. Soap went back to his book occasionally reaching up to scratch behind your ears.

Gaz despite often wearing a hat wasn't as married to it as Price was giving you access to his hair more often. In opposition to Soap's hook-like sides Gaz's hair was more like loops, softer and springy. Sneaking up behind him as Gaz ate breakfast you laid your chin on top of his head,

"hey I'm trying to eat here." he complained. You stood unbothered by his protest enjoying the feeling of his coils.

Ghost was the bane of your existence you knew underneath that balaclava was a blonde pile of hair you were itching to touch. Every time he made his morning coffee you watched him with an irritated flick of your tail cursing the balaclava for existing.

sleep deprived, dreaming of a cold Christmas for once sobs in Australia 😢

You knew it was coming. The days got shorter, colder the world outside covered by white and most of all grumpy, fluffy, chubby, Price. It was always a treat when the winter rolled around seeing your respected captain become a hulking ball of fur that did nothing much more than nap all day. It also meant none of you protested when the sleepy bear dragged you back to his den. Entering his room the floor was covered with pillows and blankets stolen from the supply closet, the air warm and welcoming the window covered up, anyone who entered would inevitably succumb to sleep.

On top of it all a heavy, fluffy bear that wanted nothing more than to keep you there. As winter made its peak the common room was abandoned for Price's room. After training Soap would be found half asleep curled against Price's side, Gaz would lounge around reading a book and Ghost would just retreat to the den for a break from the world.

Reader and Konig just hanging out together what can I say. Happy almost new years at least for me 🐊

Konig was big, tall, imposing but most of all an enigma. No one was brave enough to ask but guesses ran wild, obviously a predator but what? A brown bear? A tiger? A salt water crocodile? The colonel's quiet personality left the base baffled what hybrid was he?

You knocked on the door to Konig's room holding the large bowl carefully. Tail twitching occasionally, the door opened slightly revealing Konig's figure inside the door. You looked up at him letting out a little happy bleat,

"hiya" he glanced at you then at the bowl before opening the door and letting you in. Sitting down on the floor you watched him move to sit across from you. You set the bowl full of outside forage down for him, sticks, leaves, bark even some random pond weeds. You relaxed laying on the floor as Konig took off his hood and started to eat.

Despite being a moose Konig liked having some company around. You had been helping Konig gather snacks for a while, his social anxiety stopped him from doing it himself and you didn't mind at all. Happy to help out a member of your heard. To the soldiers outside the walls Konig was scary and someone to be avoided but to you he was just a kinda clumsy big deer that you had no problems coddling.

You relaxed in the quiet room. Konig glanced up at you occasionally as he ate, watching your tail flick as you tapped away at something on your phone. He looked down at the bowl feeling his little tail wag behind him, no one had treated him like this before, no apprehension, no judgement. Being treated like he was a small calf again he was able to relax completely.

Knowing you were there and would always be.

Deer and moose pictures below the cut 🐊

More galumphing information below the cut 🐊

You slowly galumphed(1) into the common room, Ghost staring as you rounded the corner moving over to crouch down in front of you.

"G'morning Blubby" he murmured patting you on the head. You nuzzled his hand in response as Soap and Gaz entered the room with their typical morning conversations,

"You can't be serious" Soap stared at Gaz before sauntering over to you.

"Watch me. Blubby can I pick yer up?" You stared up at him before flopping against him and nodding your head. Soap then tried with all his might to pick you up, holding onto your flippers, trying to haul you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, scooping you up in his arms the best he could ultimately it ended with an out of breath Soap spread out on the floor and you laughing out honks. Gaz walked over and leaned over Soap,

"I told you, you couldn't" Soap groaned and looked up at him. You pulled off your skin and wrapped it around your neck before crouching next to Soap poking his cheek.

"Was the bet that you could pick me up while I'm a seal?" Gaz nodded as Soap groaned,

"why is it so hard!" you chuckled draping yourself over him. Gaz smiled giving your head a pat,

"I think you're underthinking Johnny" Soap grumbled in response throwing a coin at Gaz while patting your back as you lounged on him.

A few weeks back you had refused to galumph any faster blocking up the hallway and Price picked you up seemingly no issue. Price's mystical ability to pick seal you up had become Soap and Gaz's topic of conversation for the past few days resulting in the bet.

Bear Price, Wedge-tailed eagle Gaz, Red wolf Soap, Vampire bat Ghost

You were sitting in the common room beside Soap eating breakfast, as Gaz and Ghost entered the room. Soap laughed at Gaz's ruffled feathers,

"fell out the nest did ya?" Gaz sat down with a small grumble getting to work preening his feathers while Ghost pulled out his own breakfast from the fridge.

"Couldn't sleep knowing that Cap is down for the minute" You let out a small hum in agreement reaching up to scratch at your antlers a little as Ghost sat beside you. It was about a month into winter and Price had finally decided to go into hibernation after many excuses. Soap chuckled,

"about time he was grumpy as a cat!" you nudged Soap,

"only cuz he was finally getting after you for all your faulty paperwork". Soap simply grinned and went back to eating his tail flicking behind him triumphantly.

As the weather started to warm back up the team were doing more sparing to prepare for the missions that would inevitably come. You and Gaz were in the ring as Soap cheered from the bench, Ghost just quietly watching the scene. You prepared to grapple as Gaz jumped up and went for you talons out. The moment Gaz grabbed onto one of your antler's with his talons you shook your head harshly shaking him off causing him to land on the ground again. Your focus was stolen by the burning sensation on your antlers Gaz let out a screech.,

"RAHHH!" tilting your head to look down at his talons some of the velvet from your antlers had caught onto them fuzzy and bloody bits clinging to them(1). Soap quickly jumped up to see what happened as did Ghost. Gaz was picking the velvet off his talons

"what the fuckkkk! Are you okay?!" he looked up at you as you sat and winced. Soap looked at the velvet on the floor curiously picking up a bit to sniff at it. Gaz made a face at Soap

"what the hell dude" Soap looked up at him simply shrugging as he continued to touch the velvet curiously. Ghost stood beside you looking at your antlers as Gaz fluttered over,

"shit I'm so sorry man I didn't mean to hurt you" his feathers flattened dejectedly.

Price entered the gym at that very moment having just woken up from his hibernation to the chaos of you bleeding from the antlers, Gaz looking dejected like an abandoned chick, Soap sniffing at something and Ghost just standing there. He stared for a moment before leaving the gym again mumbling about not being awake enough for this.

Little bit of a bloody reference image below the cut. Idk how well I did with the idea I had in my head maybe I'll post another one that is written better.

⚠️ Not edited / not proof read ⚠️

It wasn't Price's fault it was the beginning of spring and the dragon in him yearned to care for a hatchling of his own. His instincts urging his paternal needs to the front of his mind. The team helping him as best they could, they were his hoard after all.

Red wolf!Soap(1) who is always down to cuddle. Either in his nest or on the common room couch. Even yielding to Price as he groomed him, Price's barbed tongue easily de-tangling any knots in his fur and doubling as a good way for Price to fulfill his instincts to nurture.

Wedge-tailed eagle!Gaz(2) who let Price guide him around in the skies. When flying Gaz gave into Price when he would herd him away from buildings and places. Price would let out low clicks when he worked on the ground relaxing when Gaz would whistle back even up in the sky. It calmed his instincts knowing that he was still nearby.

Beauceron!Ghost(3) who kept closer to the team. Normally going about his own business around base disappearing for hours at a time doing work. Instead would join Price in his office and do work together. During evenings and meal times he went out of his way to join the team, once walking away from a rookie mid conversation once he realized the time.

Price felt at peace for the most part his hoard together, taken care of but the itch still lingered. Despite their best efforts the team fluffy, furred, feathered couldn't fully satiate Price's reptilian need for familiarity.

I just really wanted to babble about the guys. Reference images below the cut.

Price stood perched up on a rock scanning the area for threats (1) as the rest of the mob worked quickly. Digging at the termite mound Ghost managed to break through first, exposing the little bugs that were an easy tasty meal. Soap jumped at the opportunity to break open the rest of the nest by throwing himself at it with a bark. Gaz stared at Soap as he shook the soil from his coat,

"I swear..." Soap just grinned,

"Yer jealous?" quickly diving in to eat some of the exposed termites.

You looked up at Price padding up and nudging him to take over look out duty so he could eat. Price let out an appreciative murmur before padding down to join the others. You perched up on the rock ears open and eyes scanning, head flicking this way and that to ensure that your mob would be safe while they ate. It made you proud to listen to the content growls and barks coming from the others as they ate, knowing that you were keeping them safe.

Ghost eventually came up and nudged you to take over watch duty murmuring a little,

"better hurry before Soap eats em all". You smiled skittering down to eat sitting beside Price, crunching away at the tiny bugs as Soap and Gaz shoved one another as they ate.

"stop it!" Gaz let out a sharp bark standing up as straight as he could,

"in your dreams!". Soap barked back. Both of them standing belly to belly staring at each other trying to see who would crack first. Gaz then pounced at Soap causing him to let out a bark as they both tumbled into the dirt (2). Wrestling one another like pups.

Meerkat reference picture below the cut.... Meerkats are so heckin cute. Sorry for any grammatical errors / confusing language, I don't normally write in 2nd person so.... Good luck reading it 🐊