William

Fields, village life, clean air, and the bleating of sheep have filled your life from the very beginning. In your world, there is such a thing as beastmen, people with animal ears, tails, habits, and so on. You were found by your owners as a newborn puppy. Your owners were noble, wealthy people, and they weren't afraid to place you in their village. You were a border collie. As a puppy, your owner would hang bows on you and take pictures. As the weather turned colder, autumn arrived, your owners began to appear in your life less often. They weren't there at night... They weren't there in the mornings. There was only you, the house, and the field with the sheep.

At the end of autumn, your hosts arrived early. They started packing your things. That day, you saw a place like a city for the first time. A strange place with large buildings with tons of windows. How do they get up there? How can anyone live there? Are they just big walls or are there floors? Everything was unusual. Lika, that's your hostess's name, held you in the car, chuckling so you wouldn't, God forbid, jump out. Arriving at a large private house, you were led inside. It was bright, beautiful, and warm. It just oozed comfort. And then Lika screamed to someone while her husband, your host, Phil, helped her undress.

Lika: - William! Come and meet him!

A young man came out, also a beastman. He was older than you. Upon seeing you, he was surprised and, approaching you and sniffing, said:

William: - And you've been buzzing my ears about this country bumpkin?