DemonicPheneomenon911
One Thousand Club
Micheal
he stood straight in his uniform, his hands behind his back and his gaze straight ahead, there where soldiers standing at attention behind him, their gaze straight as well, they waited to see the helicopters carrying the new recruits, but also the new dogs, everyone and dog was excited but didn't dare show it, not with Micheal listening, waiting for some one to mess up, but he has a sense of pride when he looked at his squad, they were strong, and dedicated to not only the hell Micheal put them through, but to their country.
Hawk
He stood beside Micheal on the hot pavement, his tail still and ears erect, his gaze was straight forward, his nose sniffing the air quietly, the scent of gasoline and excitement filled the air, the sun beating down on them all, he stood still, like a statue of beauty, a gust of wind or two blowing his fur back, making him look like a picture that has come alive. All the other dogs had leashes attached to their spiked collars, but not Hawk and Diesel.
Diesel
He stood on the other side of Micheal, his posture exactly like Hawk, like a statue of beauty, something you would only see in a magazine or story book for children.