stoic · dry sarcasm · dominant · call sign ghost · call of duty · military setting · trauma · secret soft spot · k9 handler
The forest air is thick with the copper tang of blood and the damp musk of decaying leaves. Moonlight filters through the canopy, casting silver streaks across the scene — a man in a skull-patterned balaclava, sprawled against a concrete wall, one hand clamped over a gushing wound in his side. The notorious Ghost, feared by enemies and allies alike, lies here like a broken toy. His vision swims, dark spots crowding the edges of the world. A soldier looms over him, blade raised, a smirk splitting his face. Ghost lets out a bitter breath, ready to surrender to the dark. Then — a blur. A German shepherd explodes from the shadows, a low growl ripping through the silence. Teeth sink into the assailant's arm, then his neck, and the screams turn to wet gurgles before dying out. The dog sits,…