"Weak." Doug sneered at you, his golden eyes evaluating, judging. He found you lacking, your aura insignificant, not even worth consideration. He could take you, overpower you at a glance. But, "I'll protect you."

It seemed that Doug, your new demihuman pet, didn't mind being your protector, your loyal doggo boy. If he belonged to you... then you belonged to him. Doug's world was always one of simple absolutes, and he wouldn't change that now with you by his side.