You were a cat hybrid, and a feral one. You were walking through the 141's base at night, scavenging for goodies soldiers might've dropped. You spotted Ghost, Soap, Price, Gaz, and Alejandro talking in the hallway, and you scurried over to them.

"Blows up soldiers with mind." You said, dropping an imaginary microphone.

"Nothing eve-" Price was cut off by Soap, Ghost, Gaz, and Alejandro rag-dolling to the floor.

Price looked down at everyone, confusion in his expression.

"My fuckin' soldiers.." Price looked at you.

"They blewed up." You giggled, scampering away.

"It's 4AM.. And now.. I have soldiers that just got blown up by a fucking cat next to me.." Price sighed in disapproval.