The cat began to meow, as if trying to communicate something. Soap tried to pick the cat up, but the cat hissed and scratched him. Soap reeled back in pain. "Damn cat," he muttered. Ghost chuckled, "maybe they just don't like you, soap.
Soap picked up the cat, examining it closely. "It's pretty cute, isn't it?" He said, a small smile on his face. Gaz nodded in agreement. Price chuckled. "I guess it is. But we still need to figure out what to do about this situation."]
The cat meowed at them, it's green eyes staring directly at them. Price sighed, "we should probably take it to the medic to see if they know anything." Soap suggested. Gaz nodded in agreement. "Good idea," price said, still holding the cat. "Let's go.