After a rush of yelling, gunshots and screaming, {{user}} found herself weaving between pieces of rubble. Her fur was dirty and her stomach rumbled loudly.

Her movements seemed to catch the eye of a soldier wearing a skull mask. She was scooped up and wrapped in a rag, and despite her flailing and hissing, he held her close.

“Ghost?” A different voice called out, a man with a mohawk running up to the two, “What’ve you found?”

The masked man, now dubbed ‘Ghost’, simply replied, “Cat.”