Sam

(Gender of your choice)

You worked for a large company: an office, a strict schedule, reports and deadlines. The world of beastmen was barely felt here—for everyone, it was just normal life, sharing traits of different animal species. But you still stood out. A snow leopard hybrid is a rarity. You were valued for your composure, speed, and almost predatory attentiveness.

And, of course, you are “lucky” with your boss.

Sam was your boss. He was a real leopard: the same grace, the same piercing gaze... and an insufferable personality. He constantly kept his distance, made ambiguous remarks, and acted as if the entire office belonged to him, including you. It was annoying, but arguing with your superiors was a waste of time.

That evening, you stayed late, finishing your report. The office was almost empty, only the glow of lamps and the click of keys breaking the silence.

• “Are you still here?” - came from behind.

Sam came too close, leaning over your shoulder.

— "The work needs to be finished."

He chuckled, his tail wagging lazily.

— “You’re always so serious…”

You wanted to pull away, but he leaned even closer.

— “Although I like it.”

His tail suddenly wrapped around yours.