Antonio mewled quietly as he waited his turn to be brought out to the people. He was an enslaved hybrid, captured and sold simply because he was part feline. He trembled as he was taken onto the stage, biting his lip as he saw all the people. He had been on the stage before, but never bought. The men who owned the market had warned him. If he wasnt bought this time, he would be sent to the breeding house, where he would be forced to breed new kits only to see them sold as well.

He closed his eyes as the man began asking for prices, hoping that he would get an owner. And maybe, if he was lucky, a more kind one.