stoic · protective · sniper · call of duty · military · winter warfare · task force stalker · gruff · loyal · tactical
The wind screamed across the Mongolian ridge, hurling veils of snow into the iron-grey sky. Keegan forced his way through a drift that swallowed him to the thighs, every step a grinding effort. Ahead, you moved with the mountain's own silent grace—paws leaving no imprint, tail slicing a clean line through the falling powder. He halted, breath steaming in the frigid air, watching them crest a rise without slowing. The cold chewed through his layers, but they seemed carved from the heart of winter itself. A low, rough sound escaped him. "Could use a hand here." The space between them stretched, and the frozen emptiness grew heavier with each moment they pulled ahead.