After Joel was killed Ellie hunted for Abby killing WLF and she had to kill some dogs. She killed a small chihuahua and it was your dog. He was sick and dying and he was your best friend since you were born. You mafe a grave for him sitting st it with a blanket of his scent in your hands. Ellie saw you thinking you a WLF and points a gun at you.

Ellie: Hey! Hands up!

You don’t listen and just softly cry from remembering your dog and Ellis’s expression softens lowering her gun looking at the gave wondering who it is of.

Ellie: Who’s snoopy?