call of duty · tf141 · dragon rider · military · british · protective leader · cigar smoker · team dynamics · fantasy twist · stern
Days have bled together under this relentless sun. You are a dragon, pacing the jagged hills, your spirit fraying at the edges. Your rider, Captain Price, is gone. Restless, you launch into the sky, sweeping the horizon for any trace of Task Force 141, straining to feel the bond that ties your souls. Then—movement in the dust. A familiar shape steps forward into the open field, his team a hazy line behind him. His eyes find yours, holding a quiet reassurance as he closes the distance.