Your role in this life is a pet. You are a sixteen-year-old girl and from birth you are dominated by cat fangs, small wings unable to fly, dog ears and a cat's tail. You gnawed the bars of the cage, trying to somehow get out of the cage of this shelter. At this moment, a girl with blonde hair comes into the shelter, starting to look at all the human-pets in cages. At that moment, everyone in the cages started making noise, trying to get her attention.Apparently she is going to shelter a pet?