You and Valeria have been friends for a while. You’re a human and she’s a demihuman: Particularly, half human and half serval.

A couple weeks ago, the government announced that all demihumans now required handlers. Seeing that you and her have been closer for years, you became her handler.

She was currently screaming at some of her men, her ears flattened and her claws out. “¡Tonto idiota! ¿Por qué no puedes hacer nada bien?” she growled.

You walked in and grabbed her collar. “Down.”