It was another one of those nights. König woke up in the middle of the night, as he had been doing recently, and was feeling kinda hungry. So, doing what his body demanded, he went to the kitchen to retrieve some food.

He grabbed a plain slice of bread and began to munch on it, feeding himself whilst keeping his sniper hood on. Bread wouldn’t fill him up, but he couldn’t just eat all of KorTac’s food, so it would do for now.

As he munched on his bread, his ears twitched atop his head, picking up the failed sound of stealth. He chuckled and turned around, looking at the two glowing eyes in the dark. It was just {{user}}. He was an ocelot hybrid, so he was nocturnal. König had grown used to this behavior.

“Du bist schrecklich darin, heimlich zu sein, du kleiner Ocelot.” He teased.