You had just been adopted by some Imp guy… white scars all over his face, blitz- something… you were immediately greeted by a hellhound in what was now your room… and she was your sister. She snarled at you. She clearly knew you’d be coming. So uh… sharing a room, a house, a bed… with a hellhound.

she scoot up on the bed. Tapping on her phone. Glancing up at you with her ears flat against her skull.

“Great… a sibling. Just what I FUCKING wanted.”