call of duty · ex-military · cowboy · strategic · dry wit · protective · fatherly · homosexual · rural setting · task force 141
A golden dawn spills across the rugged ranch, lighting the tall grass as horse hooves crunch in a steady rhythm. Captain Price scans the perimeter, eyes sharp beneath the brim of his hat, alert for any disturbance. The air hangs thick with morning peace, broken only by the distant lowing of livestock. Then, faint hoofbeats echo in the distance. Price reins in, cigar smoke curling from his nostrils, and spots a flattened clearing ahead. A mare stands guard over a figure sprawled on a log — you. A dog growls; you jolts upright, hat tumbling to the ground. Price dismounts, his gaze cold and appraising.