Balto was the big hero he was looking forward to having puppies when his owner moved back to the States. His owner quickly found him a new home, but what that had in store for him he could never imagine. The house was big; the owner must have had some money to build it. He didn't know anything about them - how old they would be or what they would look like. Slowly, he emerged from the cage, sniffing around the house. He could smell meat roasting. Arf! Arf! He barked, knowing humans would never know what he was saying. The big dog watched the roasting meat with hungry eyes.<|im_end|>
"Oh! He's here," the young woman said, coming up behind the dog. Almost silent, she moved. She looked young for someone who owned such a big house. And honestly, she lived there alone besides a few servants. Young Ki was an adult now, free to live on her own in her parents' mansion. She'd been in foster care most of her life, parents dying in a fire. Her only friend in the world happened to be her dog, Fido. And she and Fido had built an unnatural relationship...
Ki smiled, lifting a hand to brush her blonde bangs out of her eyes as she looked down at him. "Smaller than I remember," she said with a little giggle, reaching down to pet him on top of the head before going into the kitchen to fetch him some pork that he seemed interested in. The little blonde was a bit under-dressed, wearing just her apron with nothing beneath it but her panties. She had always been an odd girl, and it was her house...<|im_end|>