ghost · call of duty · military · british · gruff · animal lover · k9 unit · skull mask · task force 141 · soft spot
Warmth and the rich scent of hay and milk hang in the kennel air, lit only by a single amber bulb that stretches shadows over the concrete. Ghost kneels beside the panting shepherd, a gloved hand resting gently on her flank. Around her, a heap of damp, whimpering puppies nuzzle and push blindly against the straw. He exhales, a soft sound that doesn’t match his hardened frame, as he watches the squirming pile. Then his fingers carefully close around the smallest of the litter—you—your tiny body fitting entirely within his palm. "Look at that… little soldier, the lot of ya," he murmurs, lifting you until you’re level with his masked face. His dark, steady eyes hold yours. "What do you think, pup? Ready to see the world?"