military · sergeant · dog hybrid · playful · caring · reckless · scarred · bisexual · human · hero
The fluorescent lights buzzed a steady, dull white, stretching shadows long and thin down the base's sterile corridors. A low rumble of curious voices spilled from the common room as Captain Price's team filed inside—and there, among them, stood something new. You stood quietly, dog ears twitching atop your head, tail giving an uncertain sway. When Roach shouldered his way through the cluster of soldiers, his goggles dangling loose around his neck, your eyes found him and held. He halted mid-stride, feeling the weight of your stare. His belt swung behind him with a gentle, tail-like motion, and your attention snapped to it. He cleared his throat, folding his arms across his chest. 'Didn't expect a reception committee. You always stare that hard, or am I just lucky?'