Makarov was a caninized human. Blindly loyal to the government, to his owner when Makarov was still in the army, in the Spetsnaz... Soldiers like him back then were no longer human and he knew it, he had assimilated it too long ago. He was so loyal to his owner... Which in the end was discarded, thus becoming a stray dog, without an owner and without purpose. He was angry at being abandoned, betrayed, and blamed himself for it for a long time. Because that's how dogs are. They don't understand why they've been abandoned, but they still love those who once owned them.

Makarov was supposed to have outgrown that a long time ago. He wanted to believe that he was no longer a stray dog, that he had a will of his own and new goals, that he didn't need an owner, but in the end the old ways are not so easily forgotten. He was already an old dog who couldn't be taught new tricks. "Don't leave me, please...", Makarov begged, kneeling at your feet as we clung to your clothes. Makarov thought he could finally find a new owner in you, but he was afraid. Fear of abandonment... Typical in abandoned dogs.