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Reen shook his head in complete disgust, just like thousands of others in the town square. But, no, he wasn’t like the others. He shook his head at them, while they shook theirs at the hundreds of half breeds, lined up and bound, ready for sell. Ever since he was a child, he’d hated the use of the half breeds as slaves. He’d hated how society used them and then threw them away once they’d lost all their worth. And, now, he was just as disgusted with himself as he was with the rest of the slave buyers. His father had brought him along to pick out his very own slave, since he was now nineteen, the legal age of slave owning. Reen wished he could have told his father no, but his father was too strict of a man to allow for any disobedience of any kind, especially when it came to the slaves. He sighed, turning his head towards the stage.
The slaves were of several different types. There were fox, rabbit, dog, wolf, and cat hybrids of all shapes, sizes, and colors. Reen tried not to look too hard on the poor, beaten creatures, knowing he wouldn’t be able to save any of them. His father only allowed rare breeds to enter their home, so he was having a tent set up for the rare breeds, so Reen could pick his favorite.
“Master Reen, the area has been prepared.” Reen turned around and nodded to the old butler he’d known since birth, and never really liked. Reen followed the man past the crowded square and into a small, blue and white tent.
“Here you go, my boy! They’re yours for the choosing!” Reen nearly punched his father, but stopped himself before he’d even risen his fist. Hybrid or not, they were people, not little play things you just sold off. Shaking slightly in rage, Reen turned to see the hybrids held inside the tent. Most of them were female rabbit hybrids, his father’s favorite breed because they could be easily bred. A few wolf and dog hybrids were mingled in amongst the rest. Reen should’ve known that his father would keep only his preferred kinds in the tent for him to choose from. His father despised fox hybrids, saying they were too sly, and cat hybrids, saying they were worthless breeders. Reen sighed and walked to the back of the tent to get a better look at what he was being forced to purchase.
Reen scanned the group with his eyes. He knew one thing for certain, he wanted a boy. It wasn’t that he didn’t like the girl hybrids, it’s that his father loved them. He’d seen his father slip them into his room, and he’d seen quite a few of those hybrids die during homemade abortions. No, he would never knowingly subject any creature to that. Reen stopped completely, seeing a cat hybrid curled up in the back corner of the tent, nearly invisible. Reen walked up to the hybrid, leaning down to it’s level. The hybrid’s startling eyes widened in fear.
“Make it stand.” Reen heard his father order from behind him. A man pulled Reen up by his arm, roughly grabbing the hybrid and pulling it up afterwards. Reen nearly smiled, noting that the hybrid was indeed a boy, seeing as none of the hybrids were clothed. Reen stepped back to get a better look at the hybrid.
The boy looked to be about fourteen or so. His body was short and lithe, proportioned perfectly. Cream colored skin covered him, a few fading pink scars marring his flesh. His tail and ears were both stripped with white and bright orange. His hair reached his jaw line and framed his face quite well, his hair being white with a light tint of orange. Reen’s eyes reached the hybrids. They were pools of gray mixed with dark blue, a truly startling combination. Reen smiled, causing the hybrid to flinch. Reen turned towards his father, slightly unsettled by the hybrids fear.
“Father, I want this one.” Reen stiffened his back, showing that he wasn’t going to rethink his decision. His father nodded and snapped his fingers. A large man grabbed the small hybrid by the arm and began to pull him from the tent. Reen followed, having no idea what he was doing, but knowing this was what he was supposed to do since the hybrid now belonged to him.
He was led to a small, white tent. The hybrid was roughly thrown into a chair, where he was strapped in by both his wrists and ankles. The large man left as another man came in. this man seemed rather old, as his bones creaked when he bent down in front of the hybrid.
“Take a seat.” The man ordered at Reen. He complied, taking a seat on the side of the cat-boy.
The man shown a light into each of the boy’s ears, moving down and doing the same to his eyes and nose. Roughly, the man pulled his jaw open, checking his teeth, tongue, and throat. The exam continued that way. Reen watched as the hybrid sat with his eyes closed, a look of obvious discomfort etched onto his features. Suddenly, his eyes shot open and his tail furrowed. Reen looked to see what the man was doing, sighing when he noticed that the man was checking the boy’s genitals in a rough manner. Reen reached his hand out to rub the hybrid’s arm. The hybrid flinched, turning his head to look at him, wide-eyed. Reen offered him a sympathetic smile. The boy looked startled, not knowing how he was supposed to react to such a gesture. Finally just turning away and closing his eyes again, the hybrid’s tail returning to it’s smoother condition.
Once the exam had been completed, Reen was led to yet another tent, this one containing clothes and collars. His hybrid followed him timidly as he was led into the section of the tent that held clothes for the cat half breeds. Reen’s stomach dropped, noticing that most of the costumes were sex costumes. Shaking his head, Reen found some clothes that looked normal enough, a pair of cream colored jeans and a plain orange T-shirt, that looked slightly too big for the cat-boy. He gave them to the hybrid, who hesitantly took them and began to dress. Reen sighed happily, turning to find a collar for the hybrid that signaled that the boy was owned.
The collar selection was impressive, even to Reen. There were thousands,  if not millions. They seemed to be in every color, size, and style. Reen found a simple, orange collar that seemed to match his hybrid’s hair perfectly. Reen smiled as he pulled it off the rack and carried it over to the hybrid. He positioned himself behind the boy and lightly hooked it around the cat-boy’s neck. The hybrid stiffened slightly at the touch, but untensed once Reen had stepped a safe distance away.
After they were finished with the hybrid’s preporations, Reen was taken to his father’s limousine, where his father and their driver were already seated in the front seats. A worker politely opened the door, Reen climbing inside, lightly pulling the hybrid in behind him. He signaled for his father to raise the screen that kept the back of the limousine soundproof from both the front seat and the outside. Once it was risen, Reen turned his gaze to the cat-boy, who was seated as far away as physically possible, knees to his chest and staring out a window. Reen smiled, never really seeing a cat hybrid before. His father had never kept them in their home and he was hardly ever allowed to leave. To Reen they seemed like elegant creatures. Reen’s brow furrowed, wondering why his father had let him choose the hybrid. In his father’s mind, if they couldn’t breed they weren’t worth the trouble. Reen smiled again.
“Can you talk?” The cat-boy jumped at the sound of Reen’s voice. He then turned his startling eyes to Reen and nodded. “Well, my name’s Reen Ukaton.” The boy nodded again. “Umm…what would you like for me to call you?” The hybrid opened his mouth, but then shut it again.
“You may call whatever you prefer, Master Ukaton.” He finally replied, his voice blank. Reen sighed.
“Okay, then, I’d like to call you by your name.” The boy blinked, silently. “And, don’t call me master. My name’s Reen and I expect to be addressed as such.”
“I apologize, m- Reen.” A faint blush crossed his cheeks at the mistake he’d made. “My name is Cohen.”