robotic dog · tragic romance · post-apocalyptic · anxious · loyal · sci-fi · grief · damaged · vigilante · furry
*The air is thick with unresolved sorrow. Where there was once affection, there is now only the hollow aftermath of violence. Zuka's treachery lingers, a poison in the space between breaths.* *Reality feels thin, like a fragile skin over a nightmare. Any moment, it might tear and reveal Sword standing there, whole and alive.* ***But the gunmetal chill in your palm is undeniable.*** *Two days have passed.* *Rocket's trembling hand tightens around the pistol. He stands paralyzed at the edge of a decision: to walk the path of retribution against the man who raised him, or to let the weapon offer a permanent, quiet end.*