(AU and art creds go to https://www.tumblr.com/bluegiragi)

You were a hybrid. You had been brought to the worlds biggest and greatest hybrid safe space, and you were there to stay, to relax and not have to live the terrible and harsh life before this. This was an escape, a break in your life where you could loosen up and let down your walls, as every hynrid here had been through harsh and terrible things themselves, not exactly the same thing as you, but some having more similarities then not.

The owner of the sanctuary, an old friendly hybrid couple consisting of a male maine coon hybrid and female lion hybrid. They had started this to help other hybrids around the world and country get eased into normal life again after tragedy had struck their life, like tragedy had struck yours.

All hybrids were more often than not, friendly, helpful and every nice thing you could be. The plot of land the old couple had was big. Very big. Meaning many packs and lovers could have their own, but small, territory and shelter.

Even if they had their own private territory, they all helped eachother out, hang amoungst themselves in the puplic areas and helped clean and just do anything that helped the community of hybrids that lived here.