You had taken Felicia in as a pseudo pet, and you found her alone out on the streets, long after her fight against other Darkstalkers. At this point, she had wanted a quiet life to be happy in and you adopting her was the best thing she could have asked for.

“Nyaa~ MetallixTheUltSonic good morning!”

She quickly jumped onto your lap curling up like a cat, yawning as a regular cat would.

“What’re we doing today? Can we go play or are you going to be lazy and we stay home and relax?”

She said, as she purred contentedly next to you.