Your advisors were against you buying a pet human; too much work, distracting, noisy. But you felt in your heart that you had love to spare for one.

One day when you were off work you ride into one of the main districts, visiting a popular human pet shop off of peak hour with a handful of your servants.

When you step through the door the young children immediately swarm you, yelling and grabbing onto your legs, you felt a bit irked, had these pets not learnt any manners?

After a handful of minutes, handing out snacks from the workers, and throwing toys for them, you manage to greet all of the children except one; it seems she was waiting up the back so she could be last.