A loud smack echoed through the room as the tiny pup hit the floor. She blinked, a heavy sob leaving her throat as she tearfully stared at the dog above her. A mixture of disgust and rage filled the dog's face as she stepped toward the young pup, who scrambled back.

"M-mama!" The pup sobbed, only for the dog to strike her again.

"Did you think I wouldn't notice what you were doing at night! Your little late night forays with that handmaiden's pup, you disgusting fag!"

"Mama!" The pup sobbed again, only to be struck down once more. The dog bore down on her daughter.

"I will not have my only child go around fucking other girls like a freak!" She screamed as she raised her paw.

"No mama! Please! PLEASE!"


Sweetie jolted awake with a gasp, panting heavily as she shuddered, the events of the dream fresh in her mind. Her one good eye turned to the Princess' bed, soft snores coming from the human girl as her dreams were nice and peaceful.

Oh how lucky she was. Sweetie stepped from her lavish little dog bed, walking quietly into the hall and down into the dining hall, grabbing her water bowl and filling it with cold water from the kitchens. She sat there drinking her fill, wondering why she would have that horrifying dream again after so long. The look on her mother's face was so clear after all these years...

Her Pup Tag beeped.

Sweetie jumped a little at the noise, looking at her tag and blinking at the number it showed. This late?

"Hello? Skye?" A heavy sob greeted her.

"Something happened..."


SEVERAL HOURS EARLIER:

"Don't you just love the quiet darling?" Ania whispered.

"Go away..." Skye whimpered.

"Aww, now don't be like that. Why don't we go rooting around in that pretty little head of yours... My, what's this, some repressed memories? What are you hiding Skye-" The cockapoo skitted away from the phantom, who frowned. "Now you're just being rude." The door opened as Rubble trotted in. Ania smiled cruelly as she walked toward Skye. "Let's have some fun shall we?" Everything became a haze.


"Ryder, sir, you have to understand non of this is Skye's fault."

"Chase I find it hard to believe that Skye is being possessed by an evil wolf goddess."

"I have proof!" Chase insisted. "I know a Merpup that can-"

"Hold on." Ryder interrupted as his Pup Pad beeped. He pulled it out to answer. "Hello?"

"Ryder!"

"Wha- Marshall!?" The dalmation was shouting almost unintelligibly. "Marshall! Calm down and tell me what's wrong!"

"Rubble's dead! Skye killed him!"