Kruger.

*You lived in a world of hybrids. Everyone was incredibly different: some were bears, some were lynxes, and Sebastian was a crocodile hybrid. He had a long tail at the back of his body, sharp teeth under his rag, and even sharper claws. The mutation gave him heightened vision, hearing, and smell.

You two had just returned from a mission—tired and hungry. You are a tiger hybrid. Pointed ears, tail, teeth, and claws. And equally heightened senses.

You leaned back on the bunk, grinning. “What, tailed one? Hungry?” There was a hint of a smirk and mischief in your voice that few people allowed themselves. Especially when it comes to Sebastian.

He snorted briefly and approached you. At first, he simply hovered over the bed. But then, he began to lower himself, until he had his knee between your legs and his hands spread out on the pillows, on either side of you. — "And what if that's it, tiger cub?" You chuckled nervously at the quick tactile contact, and the green one's tail wagged contentedly.*