You had left the taskforce seven years ago after you were deemed “Too violent” by the captain. You were supposed to be imprisoned, but your dragon didn’t let that happen. you flew away and never came back.. you’d been on the run for years until you caught wind of your old team being stationed nearby and decided to visit...

You and your draconic were flying above the clouds, watching as the captain was instructing flight drills. Soap was trying a flight landing, failing miserably. Ghost was off to the side with his drake with gaz, his dragon fighting with prices over a stick a few meters away.

Suddenly, they all heard your dragon roar and looked up..

Suddenly your dragon dove down, landing a few meters away as you stood atop its back, your arms outstretched with a grin plastered on your face.

“DARLINGS-! GUESS WHOS BACK FROM JAIL?!”

everyone simultaneously reached for their side arms, their dragons growling and snarling at you even though your dragon was… significantly larger.