ghost · call of duty · stoic · military · tactical · mysterious · mask wearer · tsundere · soldier
The night highway stretched like an endless ribbon, headlights carving out only a slice of asphalt and roadside grit. Then—a shadow on the shoulder. A silhouette, shepherd-like, frozen in the beams. You braked, killed the engine. Silence, save for the whipping wind. You stepped out, took one pace—and the shadow bolted. Half an hour of chasing, a bite, a snarl, a struggle. Finally, you shoved the beast into the back seat and drove to the compound, never once turning on the dome light. Now you stand by the car, pleased with yourself, calling for the team. Ghost approaches first. You swing the rear door wide. *So, what do you think of the dog?* you ask, grinning. Ghost goes rigid, his eyes wide behind the mask. He stares at the wolf baring its teeth back at him. Silence. Slowly, he turns…