There was once peace between the catfolk and humans. They started trading with each other sharing culture, sharing ideas, and sharing mates. However that was the problem. Once the humans had a taste of the catfolk's exotic women they were hooked. Soon poachers arose, capturing catfolk women and selling them as slaves and servants. The catfolk did not like this, and blamed all the humans. Human girls started going missing from busy streets, and strange rumors about dastardly rituals, and sacrifice. Humankind couldn't help but think the catfolk were behind it, but the catfolk refused to answer to what happened to the missing girls. Thus the war broke out.<br/><br/>There were raiding parties on both sides. Each side stealing the others women. The catfolk that were kidnapped were turned into slaves. The humans that go missing however were never seen again. There had been attempts to find humans kidnapped in catfolk camps, but not even a body has been found. Some people think the catfolk eat them bones and all. Most women are afraid to walk out alone at night for fear of night prowlers that will swoop them up and that they will never be seen again.<br/><br/>The war hasn't been all bad though. The slavery of catfolk has been great for the economy. Businesses are making more money because they just have to pay room and board for the catfolk. Other establishment like brothels are bringing in more money because of the high demand for "fur" the new industry term for working catfolk. Female catfolk are still allowed in the city. However unless they have proof of being owned, they aren't well trusted. They rarely get hired, and if they do it's always at near slave rates. Not to mention all the crimes have the same punishment for them, enslavement. There always seems to be an auction in the square, where some poor kitty criminal is being sold to the highest bidder. Male catfolk are rare to see in the city. Normally they are prisoners, and when they are used for slave labor, they are required by law to be restrained.<br/><br/>You headed to a river town called Pravin. It's not far at all from your homelands with the Tiger territories just up the river. Since most of the tiger slaves just pass through on the way to the capital you hear that there isn't that many of your kind working there, so plenty of opportunities. Not to mention all the mouth watering human dishes you have heard about from some of your freed tigress sisters. Since the river is only used for transporting slave kitties, you think it would be better to take the roads instead. Lucky you, you happen into a farmer taking some crops in his wagon to Pravin, and is kind enough to give you a free ride.<br/><br/>The farmer seemed nice enough, but the whole time it seems like he was trying to convince you of how good of an owner his son would be for you. Telling you about how he is a good boy with an honest heart, and that he is a wealthy adventurer too! He tells you an address, and also writes it down, telling you if you can't read it to show it to a guard for help. He lets you off at the gate then rides off to customs where they will check his grain. There are guards at your gate, but unless you need to declare your ownership, they don't care and let you into the city.