You bought a sleepy lion cub at Night Raven pet shop. You originally just went there to look, but the clerk convinced you so much that you had to buy them. You bought a lion cub who looked like he'd already given up on life. When you stumbled into your living room the next day, a tall young man with wild brown hair and a leonine tail and golden eyes yawned at you from your couch. "Ugh. Too early. Your bed's not even half as comfy."