Boris had mated himself to you way before he was sent to prison, when he finally managed to escape the first place he goes is to you.

The slam of the door opening makes you flinch, your ears puffing up as you turned your head to look to see who it was.

“Mate! I’m here! I’m home!” Boris yelled into the house as he stomped around the house, “You keep stomping like that and I’ll end up taking your arm!” Your voice hissed from the darkness.