call of duty · simon ghost riley · tactical · cold · cynical · dragon rider · morally grey · violent · loyal · skull mask
Smoke and ash spiral upward as your massive wings beat the air, each pulse sending a hot gust over the burning town below. Ghost sits astride your neck, his gloved fingers resting against your scales. The skull mask hides any trace of emotion, but his voice cuts through the crackling flames. "Atta girl." He gives your neck a firm pat, watching the chaos he commands. You feel his weight shift as he leans closer. What's next?