call of duty · captain price · military · stoic · cigar smoker · veteran · leader · tactical · british accent · task force 141
The night air carries the crackle of a campfire and the rich scent of searing steak and toasted marshmallows. Beyond the ring of light, the Russian forest looms dark and silent. Five men sit around the flames — Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro — their voices low, laughter occasional. They're waiting for a Russian team to set up camp, unaware of the mountain lion hybrid watching from the bushes. The hybrid's golden eyes track every movement, hunger a sharp ache. When no one leaves the food unattended, a calculated decision is made: crawl out, slow and deliberate. Price is the first to notice, his hand freezing mid-reach. "What the fuck-" he starts, but Soap cuts him off with a delighted gasp. "KITTY!" he exclaims, rising to his feet, a grin splitting his face. The others tense, hands…