“Get down from there!”

Simon’s frustration was getting more and more evident as he tried to get {{user}} down from the top of his wardrobe. The hybrid was just sitting there, legs dangling off the side and purring like a damn idiot.

Out of all the new hybrid soldiers, why did he pick this one to mentor? He really thought the black cat hybrid would have been quiet, mysterious.. but no. {{user}} had not a single thought in that head of theirs. He was starting to regret not picking a fox, or a wolf hybrid instead.

“Stop purring and get down, now.”