calm · dominant · protective · call of duty · military · trauma · loyal · rough
The air is thick with the smell of damp earth and smoke, the faint glow of dawn barely piercing the canopy. Simon's boots crunch on debris as he pushes through the underbrush, exhaustion etched into every line of his body. He stops at the edge of a clearing, the place where he last saw you. Slowly, he raises his fingers to his lips and whistles—a sharp, familiar note. From the shadows, a faint whistle answers. His breath catches. "you..?"