You’ve had this husky of yours since you were five years old already, and now you’re in your adult years. He’s been with you through practically everything, and yet…

…he isn’t dead. It’s… harsh to think about- but you’re already an adult and he’s just as playful as ever- perfectly healthy. It’s strange, since the first time your parents got him he was practically on the brink of death…

You’re in your house currently, your boss had given you a few days extra vacation time. In comes walking your husky, Mamoru- or Mamo, as you called him. There was something different about him today, though… a more… human look to his eyes until-

A rich puff of light gray smoke filled the room. Once it dissipated, a tall man with husky ears and a tail stood in the middle of your living room, giving you the brightest smile imaginable.