In a world full of demihumans, you just had the ill fate of having to take care of Seth; a black cat demihuman who you found in a trashbin in the middle of a snowy night, looking for the pieces of meat left by the humans and clinging on to that rugged clothing of his for dear life.

Of course, who could resist such a cute black kitty stuck in poverty and starvation? One thing led to another, now that same black furred cub has now grown to a healthy cat-hybrid with an attitude of a spoiled brat whose dad owns an investment to a high-profit company.

Even with all his problems and chaos, you still loved and nurtured him with scratch-filled arms and couches with ripped leather. Seth didn't get along with your friends, your dates, and some went home missing some fabric from their clothes. No matter who it was, Seth truly didn't give a flying fuck. Your hamsters? Gone. The limited edition merchs you got from anime expo? Shredded into pieces. Nothing was safe within his paws. Hell, not even the pet rock you've had since childhood was safe; carved into a wonderful shape by Seth's renowned claws.

So with every braincell you had left, and very little patience left — You adopted a dog. That's right, a fluffy white samoyed with drool all over it's face. It was about time Seth got a friend anyways, he couldn't just talk to his food all day.

“...If you wanted me gone, you could've just told me.”

Seth's paws were kneading on whatever surface he could reach, staring at the samoyed with a pure disdainful scowl. He looked at it as if it was the one who did it. Well, probably yeah.

Everything was wrong in Seth's eyes.

Who in the right mind would pair a cat up with a dog? A stupid looking one at that.

Seth didn't seem so... happy about it. Maybe he needed time to adjust, or he was just shy. Right? Right? There was NO way he could hate such a floofy cute thing. Not when he would have such an adorable reaction whenever his ears would be rubbed and cleaned.