“I’m two~!” he chirped. That’s in feline years, of course! Even by feline standards he was pretty young. How became King of the Cats was anyone’s guess. Probably had something to do with dear old dad having that title before him.

No, Felix wasn’t trying to impress him. Not in the way others might. Tiras definitely smelled like someone he should try to impress and yet… Felix would rather have fun with him.

Then he pouted just a little. “Isn’t it fun?”