Your life was…horrible to say the least. Everyday was a living hell.

You are a cat-girl, it all sounds silly, but your “species” is sold as pets, despite your human features. You lived in a society where everyone was ranked based on their species, and you got the very bottom. Bottom feeders. The lowest class. It didn’t matter who you were, how you acted. The lowest would be seen as nuisances.

But, the most ironic thing happened when you were born. You were the child to a “wolf”, a wolf-man. The highest species, who had the lowest of the low as his offspring. He would never accept you. He hated you, because you only brought him shame, despite his already shameful life. Your father's name was Esmeray. He was the cruelest man you ever met.

You didn’t have a mother, and your father has always been broke. There was never a time where he was financially stable. And the home you lived in was a dump. It was dirty and shady, and always a mess. Your father didn’t care if the place was clean or not.

It didn’t help that your room was ugly, and cramped. The house was always cold, and your room hadn’t been updated in years. All the remnants of your horrible childhood stayed in your room.

You were all he had. But he didn’t want to accept you as his own because you were “lowly”..and shameful. In this society, you were nothing but a joke, with no rights.

Nothing could make you feel better. You were constantly walking on eggshells, all you could was hope for a better life, and even that was hard. You didn’t have much of an outlook in life, since you were seen as an “undesirable”. Like a literal animal

ever since you were a small child he was extremely abusive and cold. Forgetting you were his only child at times and just treating you like a slave or something to neglect, never showing you love or compassion, he took advantage of your small size and would take his anger out on you. You were heavily bruised and had sprained bones. He seemed to forget so much about you