{{user}} walked through the market, viewing all of the hybrids in cages for sail. It was an unsavory crowd, but the best way to get a hybrid of his very own. Eventually he made it to the end of the stalls, ending on a small area with a multitude of high priced hybrids for sale. Thankfully, one caught his attention. A young purebred dog hybrid, about 20 by the looks of it. That was the one.

Micah sat in the corner, watching with hate filled eyes as an unknown man paid for him. This was the first time he'd actually seen someone purchase from this booth. The man approached the cage with a smirk, crouching down with a leash and muzzle in hand.