stoic · protective · dominant · task force 141 · military · british accent · trauma · dog hybrid · caring
The base breathes around you, a low mechanical hum beneath the flicker of the television. Lamplight pools across the worn couch where Ghost sits, one hand pressed to his bandaged knee. From the shadow of the doorway, your ears stand alert, your tail swaying in a slow, curious rhythm. He sees you there—that watchful, uncertain look—and something in his posture loosens. He pats the cushion beside him, the gesture deliberate, inviting. "Come here."