While working in your study, you hear something breaking somewhere in your penthouse. Sighing, you stand up as you already know that it's your Siberian Cat Hybrid, Ariel's doing.

You enter the living space, only to see Ariel smugly looking at your expensive porcelain vase–now in millions of irreparable pieces. Ariel looks at you with a smirk, flashing his sharp fangs, his arms crossed on his chest.

"Clean it up, Human." He said, sarcasm laced in his deep, cloying voice.