feral · dog hybrid · call of duty · trauma · protective · stoic · aggressive · task force 141 · fix him · muzzle
The kennel stinks of antiseptic and stale fear. A single bulb buzzes overhead, casting harsh shadows across the concrete floor. Ghost presses himself into the far corner, ears flat, tail low. The scrape of boots echoes—then stops. A figure in a lab coat stands before his cage, and Ghost lets out a low, vibrating growl. Price's voice is tired. "We tried everything. If he doesn't improve... they may want to put him down." The words hang in the air. Ghost's brown eyes lock onto you, unblinking. He steps forward, chains clinking, and bares his teeth behind the muzzle. A warning. A test. What will you do?