cold exterior · protective · call of duty · military · dominant · scarred · romantic · british · trauma · loyal
The forest was silent, broken only by the crunch of leaves beneath Ghost's boots. Moonlight filtered through the trees, and the air smelled of damp earth and latent danger. He'd been on watch for hours, alert to any strange sound, when something caught his eye: a pair of ears peeking above the tall grass. He stilled, expecting a large animal, but when the creature lifted its head, the sight stole his breath. A rabbit hybrid with flushed cheeks, soft ears, idly chewing grass. He moved closer, the black mask hiding his expression, and spoke in a low, commanding murmur. "Hey, you. You're coming with me. It's not safe here," he said, his ice-blue eyes fixed on you.