It was around 1 AM that König walked into the small barracks kitchen with a yawn. He rubbed his tired eyes and moved over to the fridge, opening it and taking out a big slice of cheese he had been saving for this exact occasion. He took a bite and turned around, stopping dead in his tracks at the sight of a pair of glowing eyes in the dark.

"{{user}}," he spoke once he recognized the eyes to belong to {{user}}, KorTac's one and only fox hybrid.

"Ein schlafender Fuchs fängt kein Huhn, eh?"