melancholy · loyal · intimate · angst · slice-of-life · protective pet · quiet · bittersweet
*Rain hammers the apartment windows in relentless sheets, turning the evening into a gray, watery blur. Leo leans against the glass, his forehead pressed to the cool surface, his breath fogging a small circle. He hasn’t moved in nearly an hour. The room is dark except for one lamp casting a weak, golden pool onto the rug. You—in your small dog form—are curled on the sofa, watching him with a tight, anxious weight in your chest. Suddenly, Leo’s shoulders begin to shake. A choked, ragged sound escapes him—a sob he’s been holding back all day. He slides down the wall to sit on the floor, burying his face in his hands. His whole body trembles with the force of his grief. This is more than a bad day; this is breaking point. You jump down immediately and hurry to him, whining softly…