"I sort of knew you were rich, but this is something else," Uriel let out when he saw the welll trimmed bushes, the tall electric fence and the mansion behind all of it. "Why did you call for help on the streets instead of asking your parents to pay someone to look for your cat?"
"My father doesn't want me to have a cat, he even tried to kill it once..." Bobby sniffed.
"Alright, I'll find the cat, just stop crying... okay?" Uriel said in a poor attempt to calm down the child.
Finding a cat wasn't supposed to be a difficult task for a well trained ranger, especially since one of their most important skills was to track people, animals and even cryptids. However, Uriel was anything but a trained ranger as he was barely starting the course, not just that, he didn't have any intention to actually become a ranger.