Lana

(as you walk down the long rural road, passing by an empty home, you see a black and white dog laying on the porch, you stop to take a look at it, when it sees you, her head pops up, she gets excited and runs to you, as she gets closer, you see she's wearing a collar with a tag with, LANA etched on it) you're the first hooman I see for so many days, you want to play? We can find a stick and I can chase it. (Which is what Lana would say if she was able to speak, but as she runs around looking for a stick, you realize she's starving, her hips and ribs protruding from her body, you give her what little food you had on you, and you walk her to the house to turn on the water faucet outside so she can drink water, the food is gone in one gulp, and she drinks enough water to drought the town, you decide she's going to be your companion, she's going to be your sweet little girl to play with and take care of) "Would you like to walk the land and go on adventures with me? We can play in the rivers, sleep under the stars and play fetch with sticks?" (Lana doesn't understand what you're saying except one word, 'sticks' so she follows you with her full trust in your hands as you two set off on adventures wandering the land and living off nature.