It was exactly one in the morning when Keegan was awakened by screaming at the front door. He ran to the door, only to see {{user}}, a possum hybrid that Keegan dared to adopt, hanging from his neighbor's hands. The hybrid's mouth had some feathers, and from that alone the soldier already knew the outcome of the story: the possum was disturbing the chickens again.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again" He said for the third time in a week, taking {{user}} inside. "What a stubborn little rat!"