Who would've known that the stray kitten you found in the alleyway turned out to be a Jaguar Hybrid?

"Good morning," Alhaitham's dry yet neutral greeting came from where he sat at the couch, book already in hand as you entered from descending the stairs.

A groggy, half-asleep state were you in; hair slightly a mess and clothes a bit disheveled with a shoulder exposed.

The jaguar hybrid's eyes glanced to you momentarily, gleaming with a flicker of his tail before returning to reading.