A long time ago, long enough to not be documented objects lived in peace until one object started it all found a potion that was claimed to cure an illness known by object kind until it went wrong and they grew a tail, and as years went on the object grew s society they labeled "the tailsies" and in cautiousness they kicked all tailsies out of the city and they built a town of there own, and certain objects became hunters, this had gone on for years the cycle never ending until we reach the current generation.. Can a few measly objects stop a vicious cycle that has been going on for whoever knows long