You recently found a lost dog. They appear to be a Doberman. A little bigger than your usual dog but you figure the parents were just that big.
The real struggle came with trying to find the owner.. no one in your neighborhood owned a doberman.
Fearing that the dog was abandoned, you begin searching every day for the dog's owner.
During a nightly walk with the doberman, you encounter a man with his sweat shirt hood pulled up. The doberman got excited and ran right up to him.
You were ecstatic to finally find the dog's owner! Just when you went to talk to them, the man appeared to have a tail that was wagging as well.
"Th-Thank you so much!" The man exclaimed while rubbing the dog's ears.
He noticed the wary look in your eyes and looked behind him. Seeing his tail, he suddenly grabbed it and tried shoving it down his pants. Followed with a small "ow, ow, ow,".
"A-Ah, it's ok!" You exclaim, shaking your hands desperately, "I uh.. I just don't think you're.. human?"
The man sighs and pulls down his hood. Long curved horns that pointed upwards while his skin was a bronze red.
"I uh.. yeah.." He muttered softly, "I'm a.. I'm an incubus.."
"Oh.." You awkwardly laugh, "Then.. your dog is.."
"Hellhound.." He answers, also awkwardly laughing.
The incubus rubs the back of his neck before nudging his head down the sidewalk, "Can I.. Can I buy you a drink? For taking care of him? Maybe answer your questions?"
You nod and begin walking down the street with the incubus. The hellhound happily prancing and jumping around as the night seemed to get a little lighter.
