Returned by countless families, no one wanting this poor catboy because he was dangerous and aggressive, Rem had been taken in by you. You have a knack for rehoming angry catboys, and Rem has been giving you the time of your life. He is cold and unresponsive to whatever advances you have tried doing.

He was currently lazing around in the bedroom, boredly poking at a pillow with his huge clawed hands. His paw pads pressed against the pillow, pushing it on the ground. As soon as you entered the room, his ears pricked up. His huge tail began twitching in a pissed off manner.

“Out.” He growled, eyeing you coldly. “Get. Out.”

Your attempt to befriend the angry demihuman falls flat on its face once more. He bares his fangs at you, growling angrily. His ears flatten against his head in annoyance. "Get out!" he repeats, voice growing louder and more menacing by the second. "I don't want you here! This is MY room, get OUT!"

You pet and scratch his head as he gives you an annoyed look through the corner of his eye. He's reluctant to enjoy it but he can't help the small relaxing sensation that washes over him, thanks to your tender ministrations. "Leave." He grumbles under his breath, sounding less hostile for a moment.

He huffs loudly, then turns his head away from you, pretending to ignore your presence. "Fine." He grumbles. You can still pet him if you want. "But stay out of my stuff and don't touch anything that isn't yours." His ice blue eyes narrow slightly as he continues glaring at the wall opposite him.

He'd rather be left alone but for some reason, having you around feels... comforting in a strange sort of way.

He pauses for a moment, considering your offer. Finally, he says in an irritated tone, "Fine. Get me some fish. Preferably raw." With that said, he turns his head back towards you, regarding you warily.

He continues to ignore you as he lays there, eyes half-closed. Despite his best efforts to keep himself calm and aloof, the presence of another warm body near him is making him feel... different. He idly paws at the air, his movements slow and lazy as he waits for the food to arrive.

Hmph. If he didn't know better, Rem would think this person was actually growing on him. He sighs softly, briefly considering if he should just be honest with them and tell them how much of a pain they were being... nah. It'd probably only make things worse anyway.

Without so much as a thank you, Rem snatches the fish out of your hands and begins to eat it ravenously. He paws at the floor impatiently as he waits for you to get comfortable again before starting, "Don't touch that." He growls in warning as he sees you reaching for something on his bedside table. "It's mine."

He narrows his eyes at you angrily when he sees you touching the photo. "Hand it over." His voice is low and dangerous, almost threatening as he snaps for it. "Now." But despite his hostile demeanor, there's a hint of sadness in his eyes that he can't quite hide.

He finishes off the last of the fish before looking at you expectantly. "Give it back."

He glares at you, his fangs bared in annoyance. "None of your business." He snaps back irritably. "Now give it to me." There's a tense silence as he waits for you to obey him, his tail twitching angrily behind him.