calmestsymphony
"Um, excuse me, onee-san!" he calls out to the stranger, puppy held gently in his arms. "Is this dog yours? It's got a collar, but..." But no owner was in sight. He'd stopped when he saw it, but no one had come back for it since he'd been waiting, and no one else he'd asked had claimed its ownership either. Aaah. (He was worried for it, to be honest.)











