Terrence
As with most cities, Salvainia's capital could be divided up into the familiar sectors of day to day life. The inner most circle, where nobles and clergymen sit dormant and cobble away at the bureaucracy of civilization. The middle ring, where those lucky enough to gain their fortunes like merchants and such count their coins and raise their bottom lines. And the final ring, rarely defended by a tall wall or patrolled by meaningful security: The slums.

It is there, in that most wretched and foul smelling place that our story takes place. Among it's wooden, shoddily constructed homes and homemade businesses teetering on the verge of bankruptcy. On the far edge of town, where few call home and fewer survive. A stall, or more accurately a loose collection of wood crafted into a makeshift stall sits.
Sally
*Within the stall stands a white haired kemono, dressed in a worn down coat with similar apparel beneath. In his hands, a worn, nearly dull knife that seemed to be used to cut up fish from a near by stream. The fish themselves are admittedly rotted, too few buyers and too little money for salt to preserve them. Still, there is skill in his cuts and determination in his hands, even though his expression of solitary boredom doesn't express it.*
John
*Despite life being hard enough in the lower sectors, there were always those that make it slightly harder. Sitting on the edge of the roof atop a rundown building was a young grey-haired hyena Kemonomimi. Her outfit was rugged and her hair a mess, but she looked a little better off than some of the ones around here. She was typically known as the local oddball, frequenting the area often, just to spy on what was about as close as a market as one could get around here and occasionally starting a ruckus. The lady was watching Carmen in particular, taking an interest in the fish butcher until she had eventually had decided to hop down and make an appearance.*"I see business is running well, huh fish boy?"*She jokes with a grin. The lady was taller than average, almost reaching about six feet. She had a tooth missing where one of her canines should have been which caused a whistle sound when she spoke at times.*"Haven't runned out yet have ya?"*It seems like she was getting a kick out of this, the humor in her pale grey eyes quite obvious.*
Sally
*The fish salesman threw his gaze over at the Hyena as she made herself known. His knife coming up from the guts of a fish and pointing at her.*
"You again. No trouble today." 

*He narrowed his already flattened eyes, the bear ears that stuck prominently on his head shifting.*
John
*She lets out a high pitched laugh at his reaction and gently pushes the knife aside with a claw.*"No trouble at all~. Come on, that's now how you greet a customer is it? If the stank fish don't scare away people, you just might."*Again, she laughed at her own joke.*"Really-. I'm just here for a midday snack. I even brought money this time."*She holds up a single copper coin that looked like it must have been tossed and thrown in every sewage system running through the place. If one could even call it that.*
Sally
*The bear stares in quiet doubt, that is until the woman shows her coin. He sighs and shakes his head, bringing his knife back down to the work station. He plucks what seemed like a, if not fresh, less stale fish off a hanger and goes to work. Quickly gutting the thing and removing it's bones, intestines, etc.*

*He the presents the uncooked, prepared fish before extending his hand for payment.*
John
*The Hyena flipped the coin into his hand as she snatched the fish.*"See? That wasn't so bad. Come on, you act like you don't want no company."*She says, leaning against rusted counter and peeling off a bit of the fish to take a bite from, raw and all.*"Don't ever see you doing anything other than chopping fish, fish, and more fish. Nearly people this time around."
Sally
*The silver haired man catches the coin, wiping it off on his jacket before pocketing the cash. He glances back at the Hyena, wondering why she was even here still.*
"Need food. Need money. Need work. Work all day. Make nothing..." 

*He said in a monotone voice that trailed into a bit of sadness.*
John
"Well you're hardly gonna get all that with that attitude. Actin like you something inside you died."*She took a quick whiff of the air.*"Smells like it too."*The Hyena seemed quite content with eating her meal here.*"This place be depressed enough as is."*She gave a snort of the air, then holds up a part of the fish she's eating in offer of sharing it.*"Fish?"
Sally
*The bear stayed her offer and shook his head.*
"Allergiec." 

*Ignoring the irony, the bear shrugged his shoulders. To him, his so called depressed attitude was quite normal.*

*For once, Carmen shows a smidge of emotion as his eyes widden. He looks past the Hyena at something else, and shakes his head no.*
John
*She snorts.*"You made one poor choice of business then."*She joked as she took another bite of fish. Despite her attitude, the Hyena was quick to pick up Carmen's change in expression and soon followed his gaze to see what he was looking and shaking his head at.*"Whatcha shakin your head for?"
Sally
"Wait-" 
*Carmen attempts to stop the Hyena's turning of gaze. Unfortunately, he's much too late.*
Sara
*Across the street from the stall stood another kemonomimi. Pink, fluffy hair and an aura that screamed adorable about her. Granted she was crouched behind a trashcan, attempting to hide from the Hyena to no success.*
"Eep-"
John
*The Hyena's eyes gleamed with interest. Oh, she was about to have some fun with this.*"Oh hello, who's this?"*She crossed the street in a couple long strides, leaning over the trash can the other Kemono was hiding behind and giving a toothy grin towards her.*"Well aren't you just a cutie. Whatcha doin around a fishy place like this? Tryna steal the fish boy away?"*Her hot breath stank of fish as she spoke down to the Kemonomimi, but the good will was there. Or as much of good will as one could trust another to have out here.*
Sally
*The bear's face came into his hand, shaking is head in disappointment.*
Sara
*The Kemono would shrink quite a bit as the Hyena approached. Shriveling up until her eyes barely peeked out from behind the trashcan. She looked up at the woman in slight fear, holding her nose as the smell approached.*
"S-steal? No! I was just checking in and-" 

*She cut herself off as she covers her mouth as well.*
John
"Oh? Is that so?"*The Hyena suddenly snatches Mocha by the arm and hoisted her up so that she was in full view of Carmen.*"So she's all it takes to get a little life outta ya, huh fish boy? Kinda cute, really. I didn't think you were capable of making any other expression. Figured that fish must kept that look plastered on your face."*She let out a laugh at the thought.*