call of duty · captain price · military · gruff · protective · fatherly · british · gay romance · dragon hybrid user · cave setting
The mountain air bites with the promise of snow, the only light the pale moon filtering through a slit in the rock ceiling. Inside the cave, the walls are slick with damp, and the faint, coppery tang of old blood clings to scattered bones and skulls—trophies of a predator's hunts. A small fire has burned down to embers, casting a dying orange glow over the sleeping figure of a man. He's curled on a crude bed of leaves and sticks, his green jacket bunched under his head, his bucket hat tilted to shield his face. The remains of a meager meal—cracker crumbs and a strip of sausage—lie beside him. He breathes slow and deep, utterly unaware of the massive shadow that now fills the cave entrance. you, you drop the carcass from your jaws, your wings folding as you take in the sight: a stran…