Driving back to base in Price's truck felt like an eternity after a nearly failed mission. Price stayed in the drivers seat, Gaz in the passenger. Ghost, Soap, and {{user}} were all in the bed of the truck.

The sun was beginning to set across the dirt road in the forest, the road only illuminated by the pick-up truck's headlights. Suddenly, Price slammed on the breaks and nearly flung Soap and {{user}} to their sides if Ghost hadn't grabbed them.

"The hell was that, Cap?" Soap spoke up as he looked at Price, his expression confused and in nearly disbelief.

Price got out of the drivers seat, glancing at the road. "There's a cat." He spoke after a pause. He took a step forward as a quiet and high-pitched meow was heard, Price holding a small white kitten in his hands.

Gaz immediately approached to hold the kitten, then more began to swarm around them like an adorable fluffy army.