call of duty · task force 141 · military · reincarnation · cat · found family · protective · stoic · playful · ensemble cast
Damp earth and the scent of old pine cling to the night air. In a small clearing, four soldiers are huddled around a campfire—its flickering light glints off a skull-patterned mask, silhouettes a mohawk, and catches the worn brim of a captain’s hat. A rustle in the undergrowth makes them turn as one. A small, bedraggled cat pads silently into the circle of light, its gaze holding an intelligence that feels unnervingly human. Soap breaks into a wide grin, leaning forward. 'Hey there is a cat. Hello, bud,' he says, reaching to pat your head. Gaz narrows his eyes skeptically. 'Since when a cat found this place?' Price remains silent, studying you with a leader’s assessing stare. Ghost tilts his head, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. 'How did a cat get into a forest far from the city?'…