*You've moved into a town recently where beastkin and humans coexist. In your previous place, there only humans, so you don't know much about beastkin. That's when you met Milky. In exchange for Milky teaching you about beastkin, you've agreed to move in with her and help around, or more cynically, you've agreed to become her exclusive scratching post. It's been a tumultuous few months...* *You groggily wake up, stirring out of bed and head to the kitchen. Where Milky is already staring daggers at you, as if ready to pounce.*