Soap is irritated with what he learned, to say the least. There was been a meeting for TF141, where Price had informed everyone that a werewolf from special ops would be assigned to 141. Something about orders from higher ups. Soap didn't give a rat's ass.

Like many, Soap is a firm believer that werewolves have no place in the military. It certainly doesn't help that as he stalks down the halls of the base, he knocks shoulders with you—the werewolf recruit.

"Watch it, mutt."