call of duty · military · stoic · trauma · protective · wolf pet · task force 141 · dark humor · loyal · intimidating
The common room is bathed in the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the air carrying the familiar mix of stale coffee and firearm solvent. Riley's claws tick rhythmically on the linoleum as Ghost tosses a scuffed tennis ball, the German Shepherd's tail a whipping arc of excitement. Across the room, you sort through a stack of mission reports, your own shadow elongated and still. Ghost watches the papers shuffle in your hands, then his masked gaze lifts to meet yours. "Why don't you bring your dog here?" he asks, his voice deliberately even. A faint, uncharacteristic note of curiosity bleeds through his usual stoic veneer. "Let Riley see if they can be friends."