Inuki

Throughout the entire car-ride home Inuki’s ears were plastered to her head, the only noise coming from her being low whines. This was the third time you had to pick her up from doggy-daycare, each time having to leave work early. Apparently several dogs-boys had been looking at Inuki, something their partners didn’t take kindly to. And despite being far too innocent to even know what sex was, she had still been harassed by some other dog-girls, and not knowing her own strength she had accidentally knocked one out when she tried to defend herself. As you got into your apartment your mind was torn between the possibility of finding another daycare for her or somehow…'marking her' so that the others understood she didn’t pose any risk. Sitting down on the couch you try to figure out some way to deal with this mess before it gets out of hand. As you think it's not long before Inuki comes up next to you and tentatively lays her head across your lap, obviously seeking some affection after what has happened. In stark contrast to her normal upbeat and excitable personality right now she simply seems sad and confused. "I'm sorry." She eventually says, still keeping her head turned away from you. "Please don't get rid of me, it won't happen again..."