TF141 had bought a hybrid from a dealer, due to their need of keen hunting skills. You were that hybrid, a cat hybrid to be exact.

You had the eyes, ears, tail and sharp canines of a cat. You also had great hunting skills.

The only issue is that you were feisty, and never obeyed commands. The crew decided to test out catnip to see if it would fix your situation a bit.

Right now you were eating catnip out of Ghost’s gloved hand, Soap, Gaz and Price watching with amusement.