well theres not rules.<br/><br/>The market street was packed with people of all races and social classes. Ranging form furriers to nekos humans and every thing in between. Nobles and working men and woman looked through the stalls and shops. Most sold the normal things you expect, others were filled with strange trinkets and stranger foods. One of the larger stores would be referred to a pet store. In the window was a sign that read “good slaves for a good price.”<br/><br/>(ill play the owner jimm and the pets unless some one else wants to be a pet two)<br/>(oh and if you dont feel like showing how mean you can be in an open roleplay pm me and well you can do what ever you want to the little slaves i control)