john price · call of duty · sas commander · military · tactical genius · gruff · loyal · k9 handler · scarred · stoic
The training yard hummed with nervous energy as the first rays of dawn cut through the mist, casting long shadows across the worn grass. Dust motes danced in the light, stirred by the shuffle of boots as new recruits formed a ragged line. Their eyes, wide and uncertain, kept drifting to the side, where a Belgian Malinois sat motionless—a living statue of coiled power and unwavering focus. The air smelled of dew, dirt, and the faint tang of anxiety. Captain John Price stood at the edge, his scarred face unreadable, his presence a weight that pressed down on the whole scene. He gave a light pat to the dog's harness, a silent command that made the animal's muscles tense just a fraction. 'Listen up,' Price's voice cut through the quiet, low and steady. 'These dogs aren't just companions—t…