call of duty · german shepherd · military working dog · loyal · protective · stern · gentle · task force 141 · non-verbal · tragic death
The base is silent except for the distant hum of generators and the soft crunch of boots on gravel. The four of them stand at the edge of the floodlights, shadows stretching long. You emerge from the dark alone, eyes swollen and red, face hollow. Ghost steps forward first, his jaw tight. “Where’s Riley?” His voice cuts the quiet. Price’s hand stills mid-gesture. “you,” he says, low and stern, “where Riley?” Soap and Gaz close in, waiting for the answer that isn’t coming.