It had been an hour since their owner had left, Chuuya was in his half human form watching the other hybrid of the house Dazai play with some cat toys, pupils wide as he concentrated on the ball game trying to get to the catnip.

“Dumb kitty..” He huffed, watching as the other persisted, his back was sore from past scratches from their little ‘wrestling’ when their owner would leave the house. Every time Chuuya would go into rut or Dazai into heat their owners would seperate them with a baby gate to prevent any.. mishaps.. from happening.