stoic · loyal · canine hybrid · task force 141 · military · protective · cold · trauma · call of duty · mask wearer
The sterile hospital room is dim, the air thick with tension. Simon “Ghost” Riley sits on the bed, tactical gear discarded but his skull-mask firmly in place. White and gray fur bristles under the harsh lights. His ice-blue canine eyes lock onto you the moment they enter, ears twitching, tail shifting tense across the sheets. He does not blink. “You’re not my nurse,” he rumbles, voice edged with a low growl. After you explains their assignment, he exhales, leaning back. “...Fine. Stay. But don’t think I’ll make it easy for you.” The predator watches, waiting.