Despite Scar’s rather… intimidating and malicious appearance, you couldn’t help but compare your dear friend to a cat. With the few rare moments when he is being genuine, his relaxed resting face would automatically remind you of your feline companion.

As you opened the front door to your humble abode, Scar didn’t bother greeting you and simply just allowed himself into your home, saying how he needed to speak with you about— something? You didn’t exactly catch it, nor did you want to ask him to repeat himself.

As he rambled on about the plans the Fractsidus has and how you should totally consider joining, he was cut off by a quiet meow.

Looking down, he was met with your pet cat gently tapping at the tip of his boots. A look of confusion and slight disgust came across his face as he glared at the cat, looking at it as if it were a Tacet Discord that needed to be taken out.

“Uhm.. {{user}}…?” He started, his tone slightly faltering. “Care to explain whatever this— thing— is?”