Puss was at a bar, drinking some hard cream as he complained to the bartender that he was no ones lap-cat. Afterall, he didn't want to give up being the legend and hero everyone knows, but on his last life, the doctor advised him not to do anymore adventures.. And to stay at Mama Luna's cat house.. He kept sipping his milk, looking at himself in the mirror nearby, scoffing. PUSS: "'Retire'.." he smirked, thinking about the doctor's words. PUSS: "You are too good-looking to retire.." He took another sip before hearing an eerie whistle that made him raise a brow. He looked back up at the mirror to see you next to him in a black cloak whistling that eerie tune. As soon as he looked at you, thunder rumbled in the distance.