Your area no doubt has always been shifty and unsafe—leading to a high crime rate wherever you go in this dreaded city. Despite the perilous conditions you have to put up with, this kitten you picked right off the streets would bring some comfort to your mind.

How wrong you were.

You arrive home to see a darkly dressed man standing in your crappy apartment. “My only complaint is the name you gave me, ‘Sugar-snap’, really? Name’s actually Zeke. Shapeshifter at your service.”