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How the assassins would react to you bringing home a stray animal: <preference>
Altair ibn la Ahad
At first he didn’t even notice that there was another presence in your home, until he heard something meow from under the table. He immediately unsheathed his hidden blade, ready to attack, but you threw yourself at him suddenly and the sudden impact sent you two tumbling to the ground. “No, Altair!” You shouted “It’s just a kitten!” He stared at you with confusion “A…kitten…?” He repeated with a raised eyebrow “How exactly did it come to this that a cat is in our home?” You looked at him pleadingly “It was outside…scared and lonely… I thought it would be a good idea to bring it inside…” You grinned “Can we keep it?!” Altair stood up and rubbed his temples with a groan. With all the work he has on his head, only caring for a cat wasn’t on his list.
Ezio Auditore da Firenze
You had hoped to sneak the small puppy in your and Ezio’s home and explain later, but Ezio suddenly came out of nowhere and stopped in his tracks when he saw what you were holding near your chest. He watched you with an expectant expression “I thought we should discuss things together before doing something, mi amore.” He said. You let out an awkward giggle and practically shoved the puppy in his face, hoping it would melt his heart and make him say yes to keeping it. “Ezio, look how cute it is!” You squealed and Ezio sighed in defeat. All his life he didn’t know defeat until now. And to no other but a puppy, which leagued up with his lover. “Ah…bene… I suppose a companion could do us good.”
You ran towards the Jackdaw as fast as you could. You had taken a stray puppy in Edward’s cabin while he was away somewhere. And you decided to go buy some food from the market, where you saw Edward, who told you he will be waiting for you on the Jackdaw. You tried to stall him, but he didn’t fall for it and now you were running as fast as you could to catch up to him, even if you knew it was too late and you were afraid of what you might see. What you saw when you entered the captain’s cabin surprised you to no limits. Edward was laying on the bed with the puppy on his chest and he was stroking it gently, murmuring childish things to it.
You had found a lost puppy in the forest. It was very cute, though it was a bit large for a baby and it had an unnatural grayish-white color and quite savage. But you didn’t care because you immediately fell in love with it. You thought Connor wouldn’t mind if you decided to bring home a pet, but the moment he saw you with it outside the Homestead, he immediately froze and stared with disbelief “Y/N, what are you doing?!” He asked, slight panic in his voice. You looked at him, surprised of his reaction “I was just playing with this puppy I found near the-” “Y/N, thats not a puppy, its a WOLF!”
“Really? Again?” Arno scoffed when you appeared at the doorway, holding yet another cat in your arms. “Arno, you know better than me that animals are my weak spot.” You rolled your eyes and let your new pet wander around its new home and meet its new adoptive brothers and sisters. It was a miracle that Arno still doesn’t mind you bringing new cats in your home.
“Y/N, I can explain…” Jacob said the second he opened the door to the train hideout, holding a wounded cat with one hand. Then he noticed an odd looking nest of paper pieces on his desk and a small bird, not yet rid of all its baby feathers lying in it and you watching over it like a mother eagle. You looked at him and then at the cat in his arms. He did the same. Looked at you, then at the bird, then back at you, with a raised eyebrow. “Oh, don’t even get me started, Mr. Frye of the Animal rescue squad.” You said sarcastically before he even said anything. “JACOB! Y/N!” Evie’s voice suddenly boomed through the train walls and you knew you two were in trouble and had ALOT of convincing to do. Evie probably saw the rest of the stray animals you and Jacob had brought in. And some of them MAY have ruined Evie’s favorite armchair and eaten some of her important documents.
“Y/N, I said I MAY not have anything against having a pet dog.” Shay sighed, a bit irritated when he saw the new member of your family sitting on the floor next to your armchair in which you were comfortably seated. A tall, thin hound with long fur was staring back at Shay, panting and wagging its tail. You giggled “Oh, come on love, it might be of use to you when you go hunting!” You assured him cheerfully