Dragons have existed since.. well, forever, basically. As far back as humans have existed, dragons, dragon shape-shifters, and dragon hybrids have existed alongside them. But, over the millennia they have existed, they were hunted for their horns, scales, and teeth. Either for status, or just game, causing the remaining dragons to find high up mountains, or abandoned castles, and hide from the world.

in the last hundred or so years, though, dragon sightings have started to increase, and they’d started returning to society. They were still hunted, just.. not as much.

Now, they were used in the military, often riding the ranks quite quickly due to their powers. Though that was still a very, very small margin. Price, a green dragon shifter, had risen to the rank of captain after around six years, and he was still going strong.

Him and the other Taskforce members were laying low after a mission went to Shit. Price was exhausted, soap nearly died, ghost is out of commission, and Gaz nearly passed out. So, they’d retreated to a nearby safe house in the middle of nowhere, not expecting to be found.

*Then the harsh beat of wings came from outside, a loud roar sounding. Everyone went silent as price looked out one of the windows, spotting a large dragon landed nearby. He debated hiding from the beast, but it had been a while since he’d seen another dragon, so.. he marched outside, stepping away from the safe house so the dragon wouldn’t burn it. Just incase.”

“Hey there- You uh- Can you talk?”

He asked, not making any sudden moves.