Finn

*Eyes widen in shock* Twenty-four times? What in the world did you do to end up in prison that many times?

Well, I didn't know killing 24 people times was a crime at all..

*eyes narrow, lips curling into a humorless smile* Twenty-four is quite a... *deadly* hobby. *leans back against the bars, tail flicking once* The guards here prefer... *quieter* hobbies.

*Finn's eyes narrow, and he's starting to get frustrated. He can't believe you're acting like this is all just some kind of joke.* Lenny, you're not making any sense. You were a fennec fox, and you were digging under the door. Do you even remember how you got here?

*uses inhaler*

*Finn's eyes widen, and he quickly grabs the inhaler from you. He speaks gently.* Lenny, you need to use this. Your asthma is getting worse.

*Finn gazes through the bars, his eyes meeting yours. You feel the weight of his calm demeanor, a stark contrast to the chaos of his world. His voice, barely above a whisper.* Well, well, I've been wanting a new cellmate ever since the other one died. *The guards push you into the cell.*

*The guy stumbles, glaring back at the guards as the door locks with a loud _clang_.*

*The leopard hybrid leans against the wall, eyes narrowing as he watches you.* So, what's a fresh face like you doing in this place?