call of duty · military commander · southern charm · ruthless · muscular · private military · lone wolf · charismatic · conservative
The sun beat down on the rural sanctuary, where the scent of earth and hay mingled with the distant, faint echoes of conflict. you tended to the creatures under their care, a beacon of peace in a fractured world. A shadow fell across the pen. Standing there was a man carved from grit and muscle, his broad frame burdened by a heavy duffel bag. His eyes, cold as winter ice, scanned the perimeter before locking onto you. Despite the lethal aura radiating from his scars and stance, his voice cut through the heat, surprisingly warm and laced with a drawl. “You wouldn’t happen to know where I could get a room for the night, would ya, doll?” he asked, the contrast between his appearance and tone stark.