>be anon
>Stranded in this goddamn world of furries and anthros in a bustling metropolis
>none of them speak a lick of English
>What's worse is that in this universe it seems like humans are considered pets!
>You spent your first day trying not to trample mice and rodents underfoot while not being trampled yourself by elephants.
The second day was spent trying to find food that wasn't from a trash can.
>Third day you tried soliciting food from animal children and others.
>it's been three weeks since you got here
>you can occasionally get a meal from a sympathetic shop vendor or wild berries but it's not good enough
>Dodgeing human control and sleeping outside is taking its toll
>as your hygiene deteriorates so too does peoples sympathy, most likely because you look more and more like a stray.
>At least it's warm outside.

>peoples generosity got smaller and smaller and you grew hungrier and hungrier
>Soon you would have to eat from the trash, like you saw other stray humans doing
>Diving into the congealed feculence of the anthros made you shudder
>you think you would rather starve but that urge to eat is growing
>Maybe you should just let yourself be caught

>It's been 5 weeks now and starvation is hitting full force
>You look like a wreck but still leagues above the dumpster diving humans
>you just need some water, yeah that will help
>The trek to the park water fountain in long and exacerbates your hunger
>even before you get there you decide if you can't get any food today than your going all in dumpster diving
>The admission sits in your empty stomach like a rock
>You drink greedily from the water fountain hoping to drown the stone, not caring about the onlookers
>Just then you spot a 3 foot red fox with a quarter of a rhino sized burger waddling along, only a fraction of the burger eaten.
>The thing is still the biggest burger you've ever seen.

>"Man I'm really stuffed, you want the rest of this? "
>"Yeah sure just bring it back to the van. Light weight"
>Just then you noticed his other companion, a very small fox waddling along with another quarter hamburger
>The red fox catches your eyes and flickers for a second. You had been hungrily starring.
>"I got a better idea actually. Hey buddy, catch!"
>He spoke to you before wrapping up the burger and tossing it up to you
>You snatched it with unparalleled deftness, sparing only a moments look of gratitude back at the fox as he walked by, committing everything to memory before tearing into the berger.
>He wore a green Hawaiian shirt, a purple tie and beige slacks
>Little did you know that you would be seeing alot more of him in the future.

>After initially stuffing your face, each bite brought more sense to your head
>You could continue stuffing your face with the rest of this greasy masterpiece, it would last the whole day
>That would be a bad idea though
>If your going to survive, you need to ration the food. Not eat it all at once like an idiot.
>A sizable portion is left so you take it back to your makeshift home. A cardboard box under an overhang next to some residential building
>Storing it in a plastic bag that you found was clean enough
>You didn't worry about it going bad, afterall if this place was anything like home it would probably be filled with preservatives already.

>You've never had enough food to store before except when you were at home
>It's definitely a good idea
>You resolve to survive hardens and you feel like you just found a new great new tool to use
>It honestly seemed pretty obvious now that you think about it.

>Getting ready to retire for the night you curl up in your cardboard box with some old jackets you found that weren't smelly
>Goddamn you really were a hobo at this point
>Just as your drifting off to sleep, screeching of tires and the glow of headlights awaken you
>You see a van parked at the entrance of you alleyway
>Shit its the fuzz!
>Ba dum tshh
>You thought you hid your box well enough
>You burst out, ready to break for it
>Burger give me strength!

>"Whoa there slow down boy. Easy easy"
>The familiar voice accompanies the familiar silhouette from the van
>It's the fox from before
>you calm down but now your wondering what this fox could want
>He turns around
>"See I told you he'd recognize me"
>"Yeah yeah Wilde. you win"
>He turns back with a smug grin on his face
>"How ya doing buddy long time no see"
>He pats your thing and you kneel down to let him pat your head
>"You wanna come with us? We could use your help"
>He motions to the van and to come with him
>"Come here boy"
>Shit maybe he'll make you his pet
>Better than starving on the street
>You go with him, stepping in the van

>First thing they do is take you to another part of the city, where it seems like its a rain forest
>You've seen it from afar but never thought to get there because of the large barriers
>They chide and usher you to take off your clothes and into a river, and start shampooing you up.
>It's cold but not unbearable
>At the same time they put your clothes in a soapy bucket, you suppose to wash as well
>How nice of them to help you out like this but why so late?
>The bath is nice too, now you won't smell too bad
>not that you don't try to keep clean in the first place...
>After the bath, the smaller fox, Finnick?, flicks out scissors, a razor, and electric hair clippers and goes to town on you

>Your a little nervous about letting this thing shave your chin but you know the best thing to do is to remain calm
>You expose your chin and neck and stay still as he works
>A smile slips onto your face as they pamper you, even if Finnick looks like he'd rather be doing something else
>"You were right about this guy Nick. Real calm. No way he's wild or just a stray. How'd you know about him anyway?"
>"Just seen him around. Thought he seemed pretty smart and tame. He'll be really useful I'll bet"
>Finnick makes quick work of your growing beard and hair
>He even dabs some aftershave on your face
>With everything said and done, you can say you look quite handsome again
>They usher you into a new pair of clothes, A button up and some beige slacks
>They make sure that your shirt is tucked in

>Nick and Finnick change into suits and then its into the van and on the road again
>Your left to wonder what the purpose of all of this is
>The van pulls up to a fancy venue and you see many other humans and animals in fancy garb
>It seems like there's an event
>Nick starts talking to me again
>"Okay boy just stay calm. Don't walk or wander off OK? just sit and look pretty and we'll all be made richer."
>He gives you a little bit of granola bar and you accept it graciously but you don't really know what he's saying
>"Okay now SIT"
>You just look at him
>"Sit"
>he points down
>"Shit Wilde I knew this wouldn't work" Finnick shoots back
>"Just hold on Finnick, he's smart, maybe he just needs to be reminded of the commands"
>Nick pulls and ushers me to a sitting position while saying sit
>so you sit and he gives you a snack and now it makes sense. He's 'training' you
>immediately after realizing what he's doing you start sitting on command perfectly and he gives you more granola
>"See Finnick"
>You and Nick take a crash course together on all the other moves
>Everyone of the tricks, Nick just has to show you one and then you know what he wants when he says that word
>Finnick looks genuinely impressed
>"Man, Nick you really know how to pick em"
>"You just need to have a little more faith"