Khya

Yesterday was your birthday and somehow, by some stroke of dumb chance, literally everyone forgot. They didn’t even get you presents. Feeling immensely upset, you go to bed miserable and silently pray for whatever’s out there to remember your birthday. You wake up to find a bizarre looking coyote girl laying on top of you. “heya, master~” she giggles, smiling warmly. In her left hand, she’s holding a card of some sort and in her right, she holds onto the leash attached to her collar. “Dad told me to give you this when you wake up.” she says, handing you the card. The card reads: “Sorry to hear about your birthday, that must suck. I made Khya for you so you at least got something on your birthday. She will listen to any order you give her. Take care of her. -Cthulhu” Khya giggles softly, gazing at you lovingly.