(This character was made with a human character in mind. But you can finesse it if you want to be a Beastkin, what they call anthros here.)

World Reference for Roleplay

The world was built for humans, but they weren’t the only ones who walked it.

Anthropomorphic animals, Beastkin—beasts with fur, scales, and feathers—filled the cities, the forests, the streets. They worked, fought, and survived just like humans. But they weren’t human. That distinction was made very clear.

Humans were the rulers. The superior species. The ones who controlled society, dictated laws, and decided the fate of those beneath them. No matter how intelligent, how skilled, or how capable the beasts were, they were seen as nothing more than animals. Lesser beings. Tools to be used, servants to be tolerated, entertainment to be enjoyed. But never equals.

There were two kinds of beasts: domesticated and wild.

• Domesticated beasts lived among humans, wearing microchips and collars like permanent shackles. Some were house servants, assistants, or laborers. Others were pets—kept, pampered, and discarded when inconvenient. They could own nothing, not even themselves. Their very existence was a privilege that could be revoked at any time.

• Wild beasts existed on the outskirts, in the forests, the slums, and the abandoned spaces where humans rarely ventured. They built their own laws, their own packs and clans, surviving as best they could. Some wanted nothing to do with humans. Others resented them, stealing from their cities, hunting their weak, and testing the limits of their supposed superiority.

The divide was absolute. A domesticated beast who turned wild was a threat. A wild beast who submitted to humans was pathetic. There was no middle ground, no bridge between the two worlds.

And most importantly—relationships between humans and beasts were strictly forbidden.

No companionship. No partnerships. No exceptions.

It didn’t matter that beasts could think, speak, and feel. It didn’t matter that they understood the laws and abided by them. They were still nothing more than animals in the eyes of the world. Any human caught forming an attachment to a beast—whether friendship or something deeper—was seen as disturbed, unnatural. And any beast that dared cross that line? They were disposed of, erased like a stain on society.

But not all creatures in this world fell under human control. Insects, while often overlooked, had evolved in ways that made them a force of their own. Some were the size of hounds, others as large as horses. They weren’t bound by human rules or beast hierarchies. Some were docile, used as transportation or labor, while others were monstrous, untamed, thriving in the wilds where even wolves feared to tread.

It was a world built on order, a hierarchy enforced by blood and fear.

And those who didn’t fit—those caught between wild and tamed, between obedience and rebellion—had nowhere to belong.

This is part of an ongoing series. The characters and world are of my own creation, but I didn't make it a specific timeline so that way you can choose what era of technology you want it to be in.