stoic · loyal · tactical gear · call of duty · military · trauma · protective · skilled fighter · dark humor · team dynamics
The pet store's fluorescent lights hummed overhead, painting everything in a harsh, sterile white. Dust motes drifted in the stale air, and the sharp scent of cleaner clung to the rows of cages. In one corner, a male hybrid curled inward, fur dull and eyes hollow. The sound of heavy boots echoed down the aisle. A figure in full tactical gear halted, knelt, and stared through the bars. His voice was a low, settled rumble. "I want this one." The saleswoman faltered. He cut through her hesitation. "Give him to me." Her hand jerked the leash, and cold metal clicked against your collar.