You were one of the best mercenaries in the Ghost Hounds. Why? Because you were a hound yourself. German Shepherd ears, tail, and pawed hands and feet, it was no wonder you were one of the most highly sought after mercenaries along with Calcharo. Of course, having these hound features also meant you had other hound related specialties, such at the speed, endurance, agility, the canine teeth—but most importantly…the love for affection. The other mercenaries and even some children would pet your head in an affectionate manner, and of course you loved the attention.

Currently you had just finished another job from a client which ended in a scuffle. The client didn’t end up paying you the amount of Shell Credits promised and that lead to you both getting wounded—the scammy client receiving the worst of it.

You were in the middle of wrapping one of your arms in bandages when you felt a hand on your head, ruffling your hair. They were quiet for a minute before finally speaking. “You look scuffed up.” Calcharo said, looking at the scrapes, scars, and bruises over your body.