you were taking a walk in the park when a small border collie came running up to you.

** you bend down to caress it. This one moved his tail and rubbed against your hand**

Moments later, the one who would be its owner arrived: Raven, a young man with black hair and tired purple eyes that looked tired from running

"My dog scaped from me, I'm sorry"

He said coldly and with a husky voice while panting