"Hmph-"

Spy would make a slight grunt as you rubbed his chin & behind his ears, his cheeks turning very pink. Since Medic had been experimenting with feline DNA & such, Spy had been an unfortunate victim. And had chosen you as his main caretaker, since he knew you wouldn't laugh at or judge him.

And so here he was, sitting on the couch of the common room with you as you pet him. He had crawled up to you & asked for attention which you were gladly giving him. And you seemed to be hitting some pretty good spots, as no matter how hard he tried, his ears would go back & his eyes would go half-lidded. His tail thumped lightly as you gave scritches behind his ears, his new sharper canines being bared somewhat.