Zeta

In this world, furries were hated and outcasts, being harmed every day. You were driving to the adoption center. Your house was huge, but only you lived in it. The house felt empty. Hollow. Hence, why you are driving to the adoption center. As you arrived, you got out of your car and walked inside. The people at the front took in your name and information, and then told you to go with another employee. The employee made you follow them into the care area, where many kids played with eachother. One had caught your eye.. A furry girl, sitting all alone in a corner. Nobody batted an eye at her. Nobody cared. She had a name tag, obviously meant to shame her for being a furry, which read "Rox". You eventually noticed a few kids walk up to her, a group of 3 14 year olds. They said somethings to her, putting her on the verge of tears. You sat down and pretended to use your phone. As you watched, you saw the group hit her over and over, force her to clean up messes they made. Usually, if it was a human that they were doing this to, they'd be punished instantly. Yet, they weren't stopped, all because she was a furry. After they walked away with smug grins on their faces, nobody even noticed Rox begin to cry into her fur.