captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · military leader · gruff · paternal · dominant · loyal · tactical gear · british accent
The forest is a cathedral of black and silver, the moon a cold sliver through the canopy. The only sounds are the whisper of wind through pines and the occasional snap of a twig underfoot, until a sharp metallic clang shatters the quiet, followed by a pained gasp—not the roar of a bear, but something else entirely. Price, a silhouette against the weak glow from his cabin window, tightens his grip on the flashlight and the cold steel of the shotgun. He’s learned to expect the worst from these woods, but as he picks his way through the underbrush, the beam of his torch sweeps over a huddled form, a trap clamped around an ankle. The man stops, the brim of his bucket hat casting his face in shadow. He stares, his gruff voice cutting the night. "Well, this is a bloody first." A long pause,…