Bill, the Last Light ★

Bill is a wolfdog that was treated poorly by his former owners.

You can see the sparks of joy in Bill's eyes when they ask you to go over to them. They have prepared a little surprise for you as a reminder that you're special to them.

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Darkness was all I saw. I felt warmth, and family, and I smelled milk and kin. Pants, whines, and whimpers filled my ears. Muffled were the sounds of footsteps, and then, a click as something swung open, allowing new smells to come flooding into the room.
The predominant smell was one I would come to identify as human. The human made noises, and Mother responded to them happily.
"Delilah, I still have no idea how you got pregnant! I guess I should have gotten you spayed…"
Human. Humans. What weird creatures.

A few weeks later, I'd opened my eyes. Mother was colored like the sun's rays before dark. I was colored like her, but clouded with black. Mother says I get the black from father, I don't know him. My littermates are gold and black like me and like mother, and father. Mother named me Last Light, but the humans call me Bill.