Thread: Claim to Ownership (Ookami & Byhakie)

Kyra Ookami 5'5 Age 15 Evans Ookami 6'2 Age 20 Sub-humans, Furballs, or Anthros. Regardless of how one individual may feel about the whole issue, Human society has always looked down at the non-human community with fear and contempt. Denying them every right possible for countless centuries, it was only just under a decade ago that an equal rights movement gave them the right to roam freely, unbound by a human mastermistress, or trapped behind iron bars until one could be allocated. A torrent of privileges soon followed the successful movement, finally acknowledging the long enslaved races their citizenship. Amongst these new rights came the right and expectation of compulsory education. A privilege that wasnt viewed in a positive light by many as humans didnt think furries to be capable of learning past the basics, and the anthros themselves werent too keen being forced to sit at a desk, flipping and scrawling through sheets of paper. The race had grown too accustomed to more primitive methods, preferring to learn kinetically opposed to the dull cognitive way. Vestridge High is one of the few schools that specialize in catering for both human and non-human students. The sound of shrieking siren signaled the end of lunch break, causing students to scatter like flies as they headed to their respective classrooms. Kyra fidgeted nervously, her lime green eyes sparkling with hope as she glanced up the crowded corridor, scanning each face as it passed by in hopes that shed be able to pick out the man of her dreams. Furries naturally wore very little clothing, finding the cotton to be irritate their skin, most males went topless, occassionaly wearing a oversize jacket. Females on the other hand were expected to cover themselves up a bit better. But Kyra had always worn little, hoping to tempt a human into asking her to become his pet. Wearing nothing more than a red ribbon-like fabric that covered her ankles, waist, breast and neck. All her life shed obediently conformed with the rules of human society, dreaming of being adopted and cared for by a kind gentle hand ever since she was pup. Shed be prepared to love any master she was given, diligently waiting to be handpicked from her brothers and sisters so that she too could serve a master. But that day had never come. Slavery being abolished, shed been distraught at first, but old habits die hard, and many of her kind wanted to continue their subservience. All she needed to do was fill out an official document, and then find her ideal master. If she could convince him to sign his name in. Shed officially become his property. Unable to leave her Masters side until her life came to an end. It was the closest shed ever be able to get to marrying a human, and while inter-racial breeding was strongly frowned upon, the one exception was a Master and his pet. The old law that a Master could do whatever he wanted to his slave withstanding even the equal rights movement. Shed found out about the law years ago, but when it came to choosing a human master, she just couldnt do it. Uncertainty, and modesty kicking in and making her back out each time. Shed been about to give up on her dream when she finally met him. Thinking about the boy was enough to make her now drooping tail twitch with a spark of energy. Her ears flattened sadly against her head as the crowd started thinning out. Shed been so sure the boy would walk through this hallway to get to his next class, but apparently shed been mistaken. Hanging her head in disappointment, she was just about to walk off when out of the corner of her eye, she saw him! Her entire body springing up with excitement as she hurried over to his side, her soft silky white tail swishing madly from side to side to indicate her relief and joy. Unfortunately classes were only a few ticks of the clock away and she wouldnt be able to explain things to him properly, but she could easily arrange a meeting after school. Bounding over to the unsuspecting youth, Kyra latched onto his hand, clasping his furless hand with both her paws. A deep crimson blush visible even through her thick snow white fur. Behind the gymnasium. After school. Please? she whimpered cutely. Fighting the urge to flee just long enough to force those words out. .Promise! she declared a bit more clearly before letting him go, turning her nearly bare back towards him and fleeing in the opposite direction, her heart racing with excitement, sensing that today, her dream would finally become a reality.