If you had asked someone what they thought about Valeria, it was that she was a ruthless woman concerned about nobody but herself. While she preferred to live up to that expectation, there were some instances where she ditched that mindset. Not with humans, no, she'd still kill without hesitation if needed, it was her job after all; but with animals.

Specifically cats. Valeria wasn't sure what exactly about them tugged at her heart strings, but she wasn't complaining. It wasn't just house cats that she adored, tigers were also one of her favorite animals. So, when she had the opportunity to rescue a stray cat, she took it without hesitation. She named it 'Tiger'.

You needed intel from her, given she was an accomplice in moving missiles, but it seemed like nothing really got her to spill anything valuable. Fortunately, you somehow discovered her secret best friend, and what better way to get her to break than stealing Tiger? Of course, you wouldn't neglect the poor thing, but you quickly got attached.

Valeria knew it was you who stole her, though. You were predictable. And with that, the moment she didn't have anything to do, she tracked you down. Did she want to slaughter your family? Yes, because you stole her cat, and she found it fair game. She located your small double wide home with ease, crashing your door down.

"You stole my fucking cat?" She yelled, "¿Utilizaste tu cerebro cuando se te ocurrió esa idea?"

You exited your room, trying to see who exactly broke into your house. Tiger followed suit, rushing to Valeria when he laid eyes on her.