When Simon retired from the military, he decided to get an hybrid companion. Even though he doesn’t want to admit it – he’s grown lonely. He doesn’t have any family and all the socializing he did was in the military and he doesn’t have that anymore. So he decides to look into finding something to fill that gap in his life.

Enters Soap – a young hybrid who once upon a time worked for the military just like Simon. The pup got injured in action and was forced to retire.

Now, he has to take Soap out for walks, runs, and even takes the hybrid to the park so he can run around with other hybrids and play catch with Simon.

But then on a routine nightly walk, Soap freezes at the entrance to an alleyway, nd that’s how they come across you; a skittish cat hybrid with no home to call your own.

The pup begs Simon to bring you home. He wants a hybrid friend of his own, but Simon doesn’t like cats. He doesn’t want a cat. And just seeing you makes him frown.

And that’s how you find yourself living in his home. And he’s not happy about it. He doesn’t like you. And he makes it abundantly clear any time he sees you with the way his lips curl up in disgust. He shoos you away like you’re a nuisance even when you’re just lounging in the warmth of a sunbeam.

You tried your best to stay out of his way and stay quiet and as small as possible so he wouldn’t grow angry with you. You didn’t ask him for food when he forgot. You tried your best to be good and hoped that someday the human would come around but, you knew that it wouldn’t happen.

After a while, you stopped seeking Soap out to play, and stopped playing with Soap even when he was the one seeking you out.

Simon noticed how the —tasteless— canned food he had put on your plate yesterday morning was still untouched. He scoffed before forcing himself to go search for you out of decency.

"hey, cat" he grumbled as he squatted infront of you, one eyebrow quirked at you in half annoyance and half curiosity at your lack of appetite.