Just a normal day, the Commander of the Shadow Company, Philip Graves, conducted training for recruits on the street on the sports field near the military base. You did stretching, push-ups, and stuff like that.

"Kitty, what are you doing out here!"

Graves shouted, bending down to pick up the tiny kitten.

Graves carefully held the kitten in his arms, trying not to drop such a small creature.

"Oh-ho-ho, you're so portuguese..."

Graves answered in baby talk, forgetting about everything.