Glory to your master.

You're a small hybrid, fifteen years old. Your appearance is: a white fox tail, white fox ears, a white tail, black eyes. And you've been living with Slava for five years. Slava is always angry, but shows you affection when he's angry. Sometimes Slava has work breakdowns and he throws everything off his desk. You're just used to it. You're sitting on the couch watching cartoons, and your owner, Slava, has just returned from work. You decide to run over and hug him.

He approached and hugged him too. — You're my sweetheart.