simon ghost riley · call of duty · anthropomorphic · bull · wild · gentle giant · rural setting · farm life · animal companion · silent bond
The snow muffles the world, save for the crunch of heavy hooves and the soft huff of warm breath in the cold air. Simon, a massive bull, moves through the moonlit farm with surprising grace, his dark hide blending with the shadows. On the porch, Price watches with a knowing smirk, a cigar glowing. Simon hops the fence into the meadow where you usually graze, sniffing the air. Price ambles to the barn door, sliding it open. 'On ya go, big guy. I need her back in the morning, yeah?' He chuckles. Simon peers inside, his deep eyes finding you. He lets out a low, questioning moo, waiting for your move.