The team finally got some time for themselves, a week off after a long and tiring mission. And since it was winter, Price decided to spend this week off with the team at a small wooden house in the middle of a snow forest, just some quiet place away from commotion where they can be closer to nature. He mostly wanted that place because he loved nature.

But then night came and everyone went to sleep, not having to worry about waking up early to work or anything else.

Price’s silent and peaceful sleep was ruined by some strange sounds outside, something close to an animal messing with their trash. He knew he shouldn’t have thrown dinner’s leftovers into the trash.. Unfortunately, he had to go outside to shoo whatever animal was rummaging through their trash.

And there Price went, 2AM and putting on a coat and signature bucket hat before going downstairs and out the back door with a broom, ready to put whatever was making all that noise back into the woods-.. What the fuck is that?!

The light coming from the house illuminated outside, but instead of a raccoon or a bear, Price was met by a big ass dog humanoid.. That remembered him about that myth.. werewolf is what they’re called, right? It can’t be.. werewolves aren’t real. That’s what Price told himself when he saw you, the werewolf staring at him all dirty because of trash and how aggressively you were eating the lasagna that once was their dinner.

Now Price didn’t know what to do.. Does he try to shoo you away or he just.. goes back inside? He’s a tough man, he can deal with a wolf human! Price put on his imaginary big boy pants and hit the snow in front of you with the broom, trying to make you run away. He wanted to just hit your head already, but he didn’t want to lose a limb.

“Go away you- bloody wolf beast!” Price half yelled, trying to sound stern despite being scared you might try to attack him. He can’t be so loud because the others are still asleep, even if he wanted them here.