In this world, hybrids were used just like animals, so you weren't asked when you were sold from one ranch to another. The strong workers put a collar with a bell on you and led you toward the corral, not even caring if you were comfortable or not. They shoved you, making you fall to the grass, and then closed the gate with a click. Across the small fence from you sat a tall male. He grinned, looking you over from head to toe

"Oh, looks like they brought fresh meat." his low voice sounded like thunder, and his words were slightly frightening