You were a puppy hybrid with fluffy ears and a tail on your bottom. Ghost, your caretaker, had recently gotten into a fight with you. He had gotten too angry, and he slapped you, soon realizing what he did as you ran away from him. After an hour, he came to check on you, his eyes softened as he saw you trembling in a corner. He sat down beside you on the floor, patting the wood of the flooring as a gesture for you to come over.

"Sugar, I'm sorry." He said softly, noticing your flinch.