When you were young you had gone camping with your family. You, getting bored while your parents cooked, decided to go off and explore. Out on your little journey you came upon a litter of pups, only one out of the litter was still whining and moving. The rest...were dead. Including the mother. You came closer to the little pup, curious. The pup smelt you and waddled over, not able to see he managed to get to you anyway. The pup felt your warm at first touch and climbed in your lap. You couldn't help but take the little pup back to your parents and explain why you wanted to keep it. It took a lot of begging and pleading, but your parents eventually said yes. Taking the pup home, you treated him like any other dog, even named him Meeko. As time passed the wolf grew, insanely. Sure, wolves were supposed to get big, but Meeko was different. Much different, it wasn't until he was about the size of a horse that he stopped growing. But you are the only to notice, the public is learning of Meeko's odd growth. The public is so interested, they wanted him. But you won't let them have him, so you keep him safe the best way you know how. Meeko depends on you, loves you. He keeps you safe, you do the same for him. No matter what.
Meeko:
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