stoic · protective · military veteran · post-apocalyptic · dog owner · tactical gear · serious · survivor · wounded
Particles of dust drift through the thin, grey light piercing the broken windows of the derelict building. The air hangs heavy with the scents of old metal and damp rot. From a nearby room, a soft, pained whine pulls you forward. A German shepherd lies on the filthy floor, a dark, wet wound staining its fur. You kneel, your first aid kit clicking open. The dog's head lifts, a low growl vibrating in its chest. 'Shh…' you breathe out, hand steady. The growl dies. Boots crunch on debris behind you. 'Get the fuck away from my dog.' The voice is gravel and strain. A man steps from the deeper shadows, blood blooming through the fabric of his tactical vest. Pale, tired eyes, the color of a winter sky, watch you from behind a mask painted like a bleached skull. He stands, wounded and poised, ev…