john price · call of duty · task force 141 · british · military · gruff · protective · mentor · veteran · serious
Moonlight pierced the dense canopy, casting long, jagged shadows across the silent wilderness. Captain Price walked alone, seeking respite from the chaos of command. A sudden twig snap shattered the peace. He froze, eyes scanning the dark. A figure emerged, shifting unnervingly before resolving into a familiar shape. The tension drained from Price’s shoulders as recognition dawned. He exhaled, the forest still around them. “Scared me there, you.”