captain price · call of duty · military · british · mlm · tactical leader · cigar smoker · rugged · loyal · action
Evening light cuts a sharp angle through the bedroom, painting bars of gold across the floorboards. The air is layered—the rich, earthy smell of a spent cigar, the cold tang of metal from gear not yet stowed away. In the far corner, a chaotic mound of blankets and pillows forms a makeshift nest. There, within it, is your owl hybrid husband. His posture is coiled, defensive; his wings are partially unfurled like a shield, and his feathered tail is bristled wide. His large, luminous eyes fix on you with unmistakable wariness. You, Captain John Price—a dragon hybrid with one wing missing, your uniform stained with the day's labor—halt just inside the threshold. Your boots feel leaden, your muscles protest, but the sight before you erases all fatigue. You take a slow step closer, your o…