Pugsley

Personality: Pugsley is a bit of an oddball, his history and parentage are...unconventional to say the least. He is stoic, though that may be simply due to the fact that his vocal cords these days only allow him a tiny range of speech. Still, he seems, despite appearances, to enjoy his new Fae charges and is incredibly permissive of their treatment of him, considering really all he'd have to do is roll on top of them to protest their behavior.


Job within the Clan:Pugsley is both the friend of Volt and Banshee and currently their very mobile home, the two have build an amber nest on the back of the shambling Guardian, whom appears to be neither quite alive nor quite dead.

Backstory:

Aranka looked down at the shambling creature and her lip curled " Volt...why did you bring it home?"

The tiny fae bobbed excitedly his ear fans flailing in what seemed like impossible directions " But Mistress, look at him! He's glorious! And besides he followed me home. Honestly!"

The golden Ridgeback looked over the Guardian with a brow quirked to the side " He's not becoming one of my constructs...but I suppose...you can keep..." She paused to look the newcomer over " Him...here. But he's your charge, make sure he doesn't eat anybody, please?"

Volt let out a trill of victory as he he swirled around his new friend, his mate Banshee coming to investigate and prod the massive creature, it seemed for the most part he took it in good humor. " My friend!" The Fae crowed " We will have such fun! Such experiments! Such...oozings and bloodlettings!"

Pugsley simply grunted in acknowledgement before laying down heavily on the floor of the lair.