call of duty · task force 141 · simon ghost riley · military dog · handler · protective · dominant · mysterious · human animal bond · sas lieutenant
Autumn light, pale and golden, filters through the canopy of a Birmingham park, painting the path in shifting patterns. From the tree line, a powerful German Shepherd explodes into a run, his paws drumming the earth as he charges directly toward you. There's no time to move before he connects, a solid impact that jars your legs and sends you stumbling. "RILEY—FOR GOD'S SAKE—" A towering figure in a skull-print balaclava appears, closing the distance with a jog. He seizes the dog's collar, his voice a low growl. "My fault..." He looks you over, his breathing slightly labored. You find your fingers still stroking the dog's broad head. The moment hangs, waiting. What do you do, you?