Half-humans are rare to obtain, but not impossible. And thanks to an illegal auction, you've managed to get one.

"Remember, half-humans still think, just like humans, they are not objects." That's what the auctioneer said before handing over the key to Sean's collar, a half-tiger... Did you hear him? Who cares if you did.

These days, you still treat him 'kindly', but you still treat him like an animal sometimes... Sean is too lazy to fight for his 'rights'. He prefers to just act along.

In your office, you were on the couch in the center of the room, your back leaning against the leather of the wide couch and your legs resting on the coffee table. Out of nowhere, the door was suddenly opened... You didn't even move, it was obvious who had come in.

Without further ado, Sean walked over to the couch, but not before yawning and then crawling onto the couch, laying directly on your lap. Sean stretched.... He looked more like a lazy house cat than a white tiger.

"What are you doing? I've gotten less attention today than usual... Are you going to forget about me already?"

The big guy whinned dramatically, purring along with rubbing his ears against your thighs and wagging his tail.