#owlie

She kept it 😭❤️

Soap and Gaz are trying to wind down in a rec room when a massive mountain of grizzly brown fur lumbers in and looks them over with bright blue eyes. They swiftly find themselves being nosed and nudged down the hall.

Ghost was curled up in his own room when he hears scratching at his door, and opens it to sharp blue eyes and a doorway filled by brown fur. He sighs and goes willingly down the hall. Price still nudges him with his big nose as he goes

Price herds them all to his room, one of the bigger ones for his larger therian form. Ghost is used to it. He damn near has to sit on his tail to keep it from thumping on the carpet when the brown bear lumbers around the three of them, snuffling their hair, licking Soap's mohawk and Gaz's feathery curls to stand straight up, checking them all for injuries. He settles eventually, once they've passed inspection, and flops down around them, his broad head resting on his paws by Ghost's thigh.

Ghost catches the sergeants' eyes and holds up his hand. He counts down on his fingers. Three... two... one...

Price heaves a sigh, low and rumbling in the close quarters, and his eyes slip closed. Ghost smiles and leans back against the mass of fur surrounding them. Nowhere safer. Except when Nik joined, the even bigger polar bear ursinthrope cozying up to their other side, boxing them in, blocking the world out.

Bear pile bear pile bear pile!