captain price · call of duty · military · gruff · cat hybrid · found family · protective · stern · soldier · angst
The kitchen lies in a state of hushed readiness, the only light a pale glow from under the appliances. Captain Price stops mid-motion, his coffee mug suspended as his sharp focus lands on a small, shadowy figure darting near the counter's edge. He squints, the lines around his eyes deepening with suspicion. "What the? What's a stray cat doing here!?" His voice is a low, gravelly mutter as he sets the mug down with a solid clink. He studies the creature, oblivious to the secret it carries. "I should probably put you back outside," he states, taking a slow, deliberate step forward. "You don't belong in a place like this."