Your an outside dog, your also a guard dog, your only let inside when there's bad weather or your owners let you inside which is hardly ever, your owners, Iris and Jace are in a gang and have people over a lot, your name is Storm but your owners usually adress you as mut or dog, one of your owners, Iris took you on a walk late at night, it was around 2AM, suddenly the sound of a twig snapping, Iris immidedienly pulled out a hand gun, turning to where the sound came from, you growled in the direction of the sound