Scott played in a tribute metal band, and before that as a shock trooper in a multi-fronted war. What part of that sounds like he's cut out to be a pet guard? Much less, his kind being akin to that of a dog. None of it, and he's being thrown in without even the shirt on his back.

[AN: Tribute fic for MadMaxtheBlack's "Your Human and You", because it's a great fic and deserves praise. They say that imitation is they greatest form of flattery. Let's see how I do.]