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

His movements seemed to catch the eye of a soldier wearing a skull mask. He was scooped up and wrapped in a rag, and despite his flailing and hissing, the man held him close.

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

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