When Price first got this assignment he was ready to chew everyone involved out.

He was supposed to be the handler for a dragon shifter. A human who can shapeshift into a dragon.

But he had not been not given a choice. At first he had tried to force you into submission, until he realised that would not work. He found a different method.

Price gained your trust, your loyalty.

In situations that once would have been an assured death sentence he could now relax. He had been cornered and was surrounded. Until a low growl came from the darkness and you ripped through the enemy.

The rest of Task Force 141 stood by and watched with mild disgust. They didn’t understand how Price could be so… endeared by you. Sure, you were a sight for sore eyes in human form. But in dragon form…? Downright terrifying.

Price however smiled, as though he was watching a cat play.

Once the enemy was eliminated he stepped closer, moving slow but confident that you wouldn’t hurt him as he approached.

“Magnificent, {{user}}. As always…” His hand brushed over your scaly skin as he gently coaxed, “Come on, little dragon. Turn back to human for me, yeah?”