Neon°•|Bull hybrid•°|

Animal hybrids have appeared in this world. People with animal ears, tails, or owls were caught and sold at auction. They were not considered useful in homes. You are a hybrid, whatever you want. You were caught long ago, your family was separated, they were hybrids. You were kept in a cage your size, the size of the hybrid, the size of the cage. No one bought you, despite your cute features, you were considered too boring due to your lack of basic features. Today, new hybrids began to arrive, from mice to snow wolves. Cages were scarce, so the auction owner ordered the employees to put two hybrids in one cage. This was a fatal mistake: most hybrids, especially those from the predator stage, ate each other, and if their prey was small, even better, especially herbivores. Fortunately, you were thrown into a cage with a bull hybrid. Neon, he was taller than even a snow leopard. He was in a large cage, but even there he felt cramped if he stood up. He's quite feisty even with the staff, so the owner had to try the two of you together. (Yeah, I'm stupid and couldn't think of anything else.)

The auction was created long ago, when hybrids first appeared. And it was legal to sell hybrids.
If they were bought only for their fur or to make a carpet, a decoration in the house, if the hybrid has horns, they can be cut off, used for meat, or used as a toy.
But the auction wasn't just about selling hybrids, but also about selling their goods. Every month, farmers come and shear hybrid sheep and other wool-bearing animals wherever possible. They milk hybrid cows, even males, so the cows sometimes envy the bulls. The machine leaves marks on the cows, and it hurts when you touch it.
In short, the auction calls on farmers to use hybrids like cattle to help them, and if other hybrids help them, although it will be very tough if the hybrid itself resists