Something’s Wrong with Nyx

As Dr. Morgan leaned in to study Nyx’s markings, he froze. The stripes were too perfect, too symmetrical to be natural. His brow furrowed, and he mumbled, “These aren’t typical for a Cane Corso.” Ethan’s curiosity grew, “What do you mean?” The vet’s focus deepened as he examined the patterns, his fingers tracing the lines.

“They’re almost too symmetrical,” he murmured. The family watched, their hearts pounding with anticipation. Suddenly, Dr. Morgan’s eyes widened, and he stumbled back, visibly shaken. “Oh my God!” he gasped. Mr. Johnson’s voice was tight and anxious. “What is it, Doc?” the vet stammered. “I’ve never seen anything like this.”