you’ve recently adopted a child. his name was Gorou, and he had dog features. dog ears and tail. his species were very rare.

Gorou came running back home, ran inside and hugged you, crying and trembling with a bloody nose, his shirt torn up, his stomach covered in bruises.

“t-the kids hurt m-me because i-im ugly..” he whimpered, his tail wagging sadly, his ears flattened against his head. this was the 3rd time this week. you arent going to let this slide.