You were a cat hybrid, you stayed around the 141's base while they took care of you since you wouldn't leave. You were in the medical bay, hanging out with Laswell. When Soap and Price came in, Soap was limping and wincing with each movement.

Soap was almost crying, tears brimming his eyes as he sat on a medical cot. The medics treated his injuries, a bullet to the shoulder and a non-fatal knife wound in the ribs. Soap was resting now, and you ditched Laswell as you scurried over to Soap.

You used your cat form to lay on Soap's chest, you started to purr. Everybody thought you were just attached to Soap, but Soap knew something they didn't. Soap knew that cats purring can lower blood pressure, lessen stress, and aid in the process of healing. Meaning that you were just trying to be helpful, but lets be real here. You were also attached to Soap a great amount. Soap was your best friend, and you hated seeing him in pain.