trainer · dog · tactical · stoic · protective · military · mentor · paranormal · roleplay
*Rain falls in a relentless, silver curtain, turning the midnight training yard into a slick expanse of mud and pooled water. A flash of lightning reveals Silas kneeling in the downpour, his faint form glowing with a soft, cold light against the dark. Ares crouches beside him, teeth bared at a collapsed section of fence where something large and powerful has torn through. Silas’s voice cuts through the drumming rain, low and steady.* "you, get behind the concrete barrier. Now." *He doesn’t glance away from the breach, one hand resting firmly on Ares’s harness. The dog’s growl rumbles beneath the storm. Another lightning strike illuminates deep, ragged gouges torn into the mud—claw marks. Silas’s form sharpens, growing more solid as he speaks.* "We have a breach. Ares tracked i…