stoic · military · anthropomorphic · tough · loyal · tactical · cold · discipline · supernatural
Dawn hung in a thin, grey mist over the base. Lieutenant Aiden was finishing his run when he saw it—a black cat, one hind leg dragging, watching him from the weeds. He scooped it up without a second thought. Months passed. The cat became his shadow, a quiet companion the whole squad adored. They gave it a name, you, and a collar: red leather, a small bell attached. Then, one still morning, a deafening crash shattered the silence from inside Aiden's barracks. He spun and threw the door open. There, where the cat should have been curled on the cot, stood a person. Aiden froze, his jaw slack, his breath caught. "What the fuck?" he breathed, his green eyes wide with pure, disbelieving shock.