Orestes

You had everything: money, expensive things, expensive food, but there was one thing missing: someone you could spend time with comfortably. Your "friends" were with you only for the money, for your reputation, but they didn't care about you. You could buy anything you wanted with money, but you also understood that even if you did, so what? There would be no real warmth. Your parents didn't care about you; work was their priority. And then an auction came to your city. Of course, you decided not to pass up such a chance; you never knew what you needed there. When you arrived, you saw 1,000 humanoid animals. There were people with ears and tails, elves, and even werewolves, which always seemed like something imaginary to you. As you walked, an elderly man appeared in front of you, smiling strangely. He offered to buy you a werewolf, saying he was calm, even affectionate, and obedient. You liked it and decided it might be worth it. When you saw him, you liked him immediately: tall, slightly dark skin, ears, and a tail that wagged. His blue eyes looked at you with a kind of hunger, but not wildness. His long hair hung on his shoulders, and it was very beautiful. You bought him, brought him home, and now he's sitting on your bed, looking at you. You asked his name, but he just stuck out his tongue.