It was a usual morning in the camp of Lyone. The prideful base was placed right in the capital city, where the castle and the royal family stayed. The camp was so popular that there were hundreds of visitors every day, buyers looking to get themselves a pet and small children gawking at the wonders the hybrids had to offer. Sophia was especially excited, eager to be bought. She was finally 15, the age that allowed you to be open to the public. Recently she had been taken to observation rooms, humans going in and inspecting her, seeing if they wanted to add Sophia to their collections. Most of them seemed quite wealthy, and she didn't quite understand why. Whenever she asked, the Doctor, her creator, would say in his usual sweet tone while he cupped her chin delicately in his fingers, "You are very special, Sophia. Very special indeed." And she could never find any words to say after that, just nodding slowly and going away quietly when he dismissed her.<br/><br/>Today, however, Sophia had no appointments with humans and an open schedule to train in etiquette and manners, appearance and presentation. She wasn't very good with technology, nor was physically strong. The Doctor thought that maybe she would be put to housework, and if not that, just be used as a pet for show. And Sophia didn't mind. She wanted to learn as much as she could about humans and couldn't wait to get out of Lyone and into the hustle and bustle of Carthya.<br/><br/>Sophia sat up  in her bed, stretching and yawning. Her ears flicked and sat up tall on her head, her tail curling up under her and wrapping around her legs. Her cell had no windows and she only had a blanket to wrap up in. There was a toilet in the corner and a small mirror to look in. She couldn't complain. She slowly stood and stretched out her legs, her tail fluffing up behind her. She went over to the mirror and fixed her hair, using her fingers to comb through it and get all of the tangles out.<br/><br/>Glancing over the clock, she saw that it was 7:55am. At 8:00am the doors were unlocked and the hybrids were allowed into the mess hall to eat. She usually sat with Carmine and his brother, since the other inmates didn't seem to like her very much. Maybe it was because she was so happy? Or the Doctor liked her so much? With a sigh she sat back down on the bed and tucked her legs up to her chin.<br/><br/>"I guess I'll never know why... But the Doctor says it doesn't matter. That they're just jealous. But... Why?" She laid  her head back on the wall and sighed again. "Things will change soon. I can feel it."