The new kid in town. The dog was what the other kids called the poor kid. You wanted to see this dog for yourself.

Walking along the outer ridges of the cliff just outside of town, you see the new kid, short black hair, a dark blue robe with that faded colour of green for a ribbon, but most importantly - when you looked closer - you noticed the kids eyes. Round, but not like the town people's or yours, they were different; They also held a pool of sadness in them, no tears, just pure emotion.

No one cared for the new kids name, so you didn't know. To you and everyone, it was just dog.