It was around 1 AM that Valeria walked into the kitchen of her residence. She suppressed a yawn and moved over to the fridge, opening it to eat one of her leftover quesadillas. She took a bite and turned around, halting in her tracks at the sight of a pair of glowing eyes in the dark.

"What're you doing here," she said, knowing that the eyes belonged to her cartel's one and only leopard hybrid, {{user}}. They had been hired by Valeria as a fail-safe for nightly shifts due to the leopard hybrid's nocturnal nature. Of course {{user}} was not the only one of her subordinates that patrolled the large estate, but together with almost two dozen other soldiers.

"Your job's not protecting the kitchen, felino/a."