"Its raining," Tom muttered. Rain was good, rain meant he'd be harder to track. Rain also meant that he would sleep well when night fell and hear the splashing footsteps of his pursuers. It had been three years since he'd arrived here. He was a sixteen year old high school student who's biggest problem was the beating the rival school's sprinter. Now, he was a nineteen year old survivor. He spent his days moving from alley to alley avoiding police and other 'stray humans' as anthros called them. When he initially arrived he was scared and confused, he sought help. He found it in the form of a German Shepherd police officer. The officer dropped him off at a shelter for humans where they were taken care of until they were adopted by an anthro family. The shelters weren't that bad, and for the most part, humans were well taken care of. It was like staying in a hotel. Of course humans weren't allowed to leave and there was a curfew that basically locked humans in their rooms at night.
However, the status of humans AFTER they were adopted that was the problem. They were either adopted and treated very well or adopted and treated horribly. Either way, the best that a human could hope for was to be adopted as a pet, and there was only a fifty-fifty chance of that happening. The idea of someone's pet or slave didn't appeal to Tom. So the first opportunity he got, he left the shelter and never looked back. He'd been living on the streets ever since. He adapted quickly, learning to stay ahead of police and detectives and to avoid fellow humans who had turned to raiding people like him. Trust no one, speak only when necessary and keep moving... those were the rules he made for himself and those were the rules he followed.
The police treated stray humans like escaped convicts. Capturing them was a priority, but if a citizen caught a stray, they were within their rights to keep it. Tom had his fair share of close calls with both, and tongight would be no different, or at least... he hoped it wouldn't. Unfortunately for him he held the record for the longest free roaming stray. Most strays only went for a few months before they're caught, but Tom had been a stray now for over two years. Various police officers and detectives had turned finding a catching him into a competition, and he was the prize...
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