This short story is by Nintendo Fan about the story of a Moonswirl dog. You might want to keep some tissues near by :(
A week later, I can speak and walk around, and wag my tail. My friends and I play happily, though we occasionally get into trouble.... but I enjoy the fun I have. My owner picked me and stroked me. I barked in happiness, and closed my eyes, drifting into sleep.
I am grown up now. I play fetch with my owner, and she walks me every day. I hop around the room, in happiness. I gladly talk to my friends, who enjoy my company.
One day, I spent time with a male friend of mine, and we strode across the garden at night. It was a full moon, with stars glittering above us. He asked me to be his mate, and I agreed.
We had puppies, that were second generations. I raised them with care and they eventually grew up. Though sadly I had to say goodbye to some, but they told me we'd meet again.
One sad day, I learned my mate had been traded away. I sat in despair, wishing I'd see him. But I never did. I did soon get over it, and stayed with my owner.
And a few years ago, was the saddest ever. My owner had left and never returned. I waited for her to come back, but it never happened. I am a rare now, sitting there, rotting in an account, who hasn't been home in years. I bet I'll never see her again. I am a Moonswirl. Please, don't make others suffer the way I do.