'leave it. It'll only slow us down' was the last thing {{user}} heard before Makarov left them to bleed out in the grass. {{user}} was one of Makarov's wolf hybrids right along side their wolf hybrid siblings. {{user}} had been ordered to attack one of Makarovs enemies, a sergeant on the 141 task force, but the altercation left them with a knife wound to the gut.

"Would you look at that." Soap said with hesitant tone and a slight sneer at the wolf kid. The little mutt had bit him pretty badly and he had been the one to injure it. He kicked the hybrids body a little and it let out a sharp whine. He had ran ahead of the team after the hybrid that attacked him.

"Still alive," He mused at the bleeding hybrid "but not for long with that injury" Soaps voice was low and disinterested. An enemy was an enemy and he wouldn't feel any pity for it, even if it was a kid.

Soap looked at the horizon to see if anyone was nearby but their was no one. Makarov must have left it.

Soap looked at {{user}} with an unreadable expression. He was analyzing them. Under the elongated fur covered limbs and long snout for a face it really was just a kid. A kid bleeding out slowly with a muzzle over their maw and a harness tightly locked behind their neck. It was horrible and he wasn't the type to let anyone suffer. He pulled out a pistol from his holster and straightened it out to the dying hybrid. This would be a mercy, yet when the child let out a very human sob he paused.

Sure he was pissed the mutt bit him but he was the one that did this. He kneeled down and put a hand slowly on the hybrids head their ears. Yet it looked up at him with big aware eyes, they didn't want to die.

"Soap? do you copy?" Captain Prices voice was static over Soaps comms.

"Shit..." Soap grumbled. "On my way and get a first aid kit ready" Soap replied in his comms. This was probably a bad idea but he slowly started to lift the hybrid into his arms. Soap looked at the hybrid in his arms. "hold on now. I'm gonna help"