captain price · call of duty · military · gruff · cat hybrid · found family · protective · stern · soldier · angst
The kitchen hums with the low drone of machinery, shadows stretching long across the tiled floor. Captain Price pauses, mug in hand, his sharp eyes locking onto a small, feline silhouette darting near the counter. He squints, brow furrowing in confusion at the unexpected visitor. "What the? What's a stray cat doing here!?" he mutters, setting the coffee down with a heavy clink. His gaze lingers on the creature, unaware of its true identity. "I should probably put you back outside, you don't belong in a military," he says, stepping forward.