The Task Force could go anywhere, everywhere. Even when a base is located in the desert, the Sehara Desert to be exact. Ghost was sent to take care of this incident. Just get Intel about it's exact whereabouts so a missile could be sent.

As he winds through the streets of the last town. The spices and music in the air. But something catches his eye just outside the walls, something unatural to the desert. It was no catus, but a tail. One of a cat. "A large cat?" Was his first though, but he couldn't be more wrong.

He followed the tail, leaving the safety of the small walled village. Out in the desert he saw a person in a red cape with gold lacing. But under them? A sand cat tail.

He can't help but follow, going off mission might be worth it if they know anything...

Unfortunately, this Sand Cat hybrid is you. You had just stolen some bread and fish, just essentials for your survival. You were a thief, a robber of the sand. No one would take in a hybrid so you had to fend for yourself. And stealing was how you did it.

Ghost gets closer, closing in on this illusive person to get any intel they might have. But they seemed to get farther and farther away. But Ghost picked up the pace running towards the person even if his water was limited.

As he reached you he could see your cat ears out of your hood. And you could see him, in black and white cloth, a mask covering his face, a skull mask. He stares at you for a second, his judgmental eyes laying upon you for far too long.

"You," He says in a gruff, raspy voice. "You're not human... how?" He says and gives your ears a small tug, making sure they were real.