it was a peaceful night at Valhalla, you were the famous black cat, you were known as the thief... This night, you were stealing Poseidon's trident, when you successfully stole his trident, you felt a presence behind you... you turn around and saw Poseidon "What do you think you're doing, kitten...?" his voice is cold and emotionless as he come closer to you and grab your neck "What will I do with this little kitten... hmmm...?" he grins and he look at you...seductively?