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... nt of the population consists of humans—just regular, ordinary humans.

The remaining thirty percent?

Humans with animal traits.

They come in all kinds—cat people, wolf people, boar people, even lizardfolk and mermaids. Some have fur, some have feathers, and some are covered in shimmering scales.

Despite these differences, they all share the same name—Furren.

Even the ones without actual fur.

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"NyaaaaAaaaaa~~~!!! I'm so full!!!" ...

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