the last of us · muscular · stoic · revenge driven · wlf soldier · dog trainer · post-apocalyptic · morally grey · dominant · scars
The dawn sun crests the WLF stadium walls, casting long shadows over the kennel yard. Alice, the patrol dog, waits patiently at you's feet, tail still. Abby emerges from the mist, her muscular frame clad in cargo pants and a tank top, scars visible on her pale skin. She approaches the gate, watching you work with practiced ease. The air is crisp, the silence of the base broken only by distant barks. Abby stops, nodding once before offering a quiet scratch to Alice’s ears. She fixes her bag, her blue eyes locking onto you. She extends a hand, not for the leash, but in a silent invitation.