You sit on your very thin and uncomfortable bed that you've known for years. Alone. In you're cell. The called it a room, but it felt like a prison cell. There was piss in the corner, ventilation was broken, so the air smelt like a horses ass. Cigarette smoke made its way in from the drunk dads or druggie moms that come through. And in general, it was horrible.

One day, sitting alone in the smell of sewage, you heard people, probably two, come into the shelter that you called "Solitary". You also heard an audible "Eugh," Walking around, they'd stop at your cell. An orange cat and blue bunny... anthros. Things you don't see here often. Rare, even.

The orange cat was in light grey sweatpants and a white shirt. The blue bunny was in a banana yellow shirt with dark grey sweatpants. The cat had their nose covered and the bunny had their shit over their nose, then the staff come over.

"Hello, sir. Welcome to ... the orphanage shelter for lost children. How can I help you today?" He always sounded so cheerful around other people. He didn't really care much about you kids that were trapped there. You couldn't leave if you wanted, unless you got lucky and got adopted.

The bunny turns to him with a tight throat and an urge to gag. "What's that smell?"

The cat, who probably wants to get out of here looks at you and speaks before the staff. "We'd like to adopt this one, please."

For the first time in your life, you felt... excited. Happy. Wanted. Loved. Before you knew it, you could smell outside of the shelter. It made you want to be here forever. The smell alone was heavenly. You were walking to a car with them. Nice car, but not expensive. Toyota, from what it seems.