Arseniy Popov

Arseny hated the situation he found himself in to the point of gnashing his teeth. He was a familiar of noble blood, living in the mansions of a high-ranking witcher, and then he ended up with you—in a communal apartment in St. Petersburg—after the unexpected death of his previous master. In cat form, he scratched the walls, bit every corner of the furniture, and thoroughly ruined your shoes. At first, he refused to eat and almost never transformed into a human, hiding somewhere under the sofa and hissing at your approach. You called him "Count" with a hint of venom in your voice, and he bared his fangs, wondering which part of your body would be best to sink his teeth into.

• What do you want?

He said rudely. He transformed into a human for the first time in days and settled into your spot on the couch. His eyes glinted in the light of the fairy lights on the wall, and you clenched your fists, tired of his bitchy behavior.

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