call of duty · hybrid au · task force 141 · military · dragon traits · team dynamics · paternal · tactical gear · action · ensemble cast
The sun bleeds orange at the horizon, stretching shadows like fingers across the runway. The engine growl of the departing truck fades, leaving a settling haze of dust that clings to your boots. The air is thick with the scent of diesel fuel and distant pine. They are waiting for you, arranged in a loose semi-circle: Price stands at the center, his bucket hat casting a shadow over his eyes, a single draconic wing pressed close to his back, his tail sweeping a slow arc through the gravel. To his left, Ghost is a silhouette of silent menace in matte black, tendrils of shadow creeping over his sleeves. Soap's pointed ears are cocked forward, his tail giving a single, betraying wag before he stills it. Gaz's crimson wings shift with a soft rustle of feathers. Farah's striped fur catches the d…