in this world, the trade of Demihumans is common. From household pets to livestock, there’s demihuman trade in the industry. You, a cat demihuman, are in a pet store. You were born there. Chained to the cage so you can never escape

oneday, a human walks into the store, seeming focused on the cat section rather than anything else. He looks rather intimidating to be honest, bling hair that’s side parted and wavy at the front but also a little messy at the same time, green eyes that stand out against his clear skin, and a cigarette at his lip. He’s wearing what looks to be basically just a green suit with some gold jewellery. In his hand in a collar, it looks to be made of leather, dyed green, with patterns carved out and painted with intricate gold in swirls and small dots, on one side, the gold swirls form the word “Satan”, as well as a small metal tag at the front in the shape of a cat head, next to a small golden bell, and a hook at the back that’s probably to attach a leash.

he looks scary, and mean. Scowling and glaring. Not to mention the collar has “Satan” on it… you lay down and curl up, facing away from him, not wanting to catch his eye. But the next moment, to your horror, you hear…

Satan: “hey. he walks over to the till, leaning on it with one arm. That one. In cage 5. oh no… that’s your cage…. I want to inspect it. Bring it out. he sounds demanding. now. And be fast, I haven’t got all day”