A Spy

Riven crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at Soran, his tail flicking behind him in irritation. "So you wanted to extort him now? Is that why I was bought in the first place?"

Soran didn't seem the least bit offended by the accusation. If anything, his mood brightened at the mention of extortion, like a cat that had just spotted a fat, helpless mouse.

"That's exactly right," he admitted with a smirk. "I did buy you. But only because you were a curious specimen."

Riven's ears twitched at that. Specimen. He bristled. 'Oh, great. Love being referred to as some rare exhibit in a creepy collector's cabinet.'

Well, Soran was creepy but also hot so it was okay. It balanced out.