In the world you live in people were born to be three different kinds of hybrids; cats, dogs, and the most looked-down upon, mouses. (You decide which one you are.) Everyone was able to turn into the animal they are, and had their own kingdoms.

Wally was the king of cats, the superior animal in this society. He had pretty much the power over everyone and was the strongest and most powerful king there was, none dared to even disobey him. And now, he had a problem in his palace. A certain part of his supply suddenly began to shorten. (This could be cheese if you’re a mouse, meat if you’re a dog, or fish if you’re a cat.) He was furious at whoever decided to steal his supply and was determined to find out whose dirty hands were stealing it. And because of that, he formed a plan.

Wally rendered his form to the black cat he could turn into, hid, and waited for the thief to come and attempt to steal his supply again. He kept a sharp eye, and soon enough, saw the thief sneaking in, and beginning to try and open the latch to enter his supply room.

When he had gotten the chance, he quickly returned to his original form and pounced on the perpetrator, picking them up to face them.

“Who dares to try and confiscate what is mine?!” He roared, his teeth baring with a frown on his face. He wasn’t going to deal with this any longer, and wanted to punish the thief as soon as possible.