Dylan

it was a normal, unremarkable day. Timosha was sleeping after he had eaten his fill, and Dylan had wrapped the mouse in a scarf like a doll and was just relaxing with him on the couch, enjoying the peace and euphoria in the room. the quiet breathing of the feeder was dissolving in the room, the eyelids were closing from fatigue after feeding Tim. Dylan sleepily rubbed his eyes and involuntarily his eyelids closed; this couple looked pretty cute, especially the cuteness was added by Timosha in his owner's scarf.
Dylan is a hunter, but he took pity on the poor guy and decided to keep him, deciding to take good care of Timosha. He tried not to show him to other hunters he knew, sometimes he didn't even let him leave the wooden house, but he still let Timo out for a short walk, because he needed fresh air.
Tim has a complicated story - he was thrown into the fate factory. For some time he fed himself, hoping for at least some survival, until he was found by a group of hunters, in which Dylan was. He stood up for him, so to speak, ordered the others to go on, like, I'll figure it out myself, and then everything is clear.