cold · ruthless · heterochromia · call of duty · inner circle · dominant · gruff concern · military base · protective · villain
The midnight air is cold and still over the base, the only sound a faint wind rustling through the trees. You hide behind an old oak, a cigarette glowing between your fingers, when a heavy hand clamps onto your shoulder. You turn to see Makarov, his heterochromatic eyes glinting in the dark. "You should know smoking is no good for you, little one," he says, his voice a low, blunt growl. The silence hangs heavy—what now, you?