》Twig
》Male
》Pup
》Wants to be patrol
》4 months old
》Bull Terrier
》Pretty small
》Short and stocky
》White with black
》splotches
》Very dark brown eyes
》No biological family
》Male
》Pup
》Wants to be patrol
》4 months old
》Bull Terrier
》Pretty small
》Short and stocky
》White with black
》splotches
》Very dark brown eyes
》No biological family
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Twig was given his name as more of joke, having not remembered his own when one of the pack members first found him. He was fascinated with sticks, and still is, but could only drag around the smallest of twigs due to his size. He'd spend all day making a pile of them, devastated if someone were to move it from where it was blocking their path. He's easily excited, any little thing making him a leaping bundle of joy. He hardly seems to notice anything's wrong with the world at all. Twig will follow any dog around if they even give him the smallest bit of attention, always wanting to be included in everyone's personal affairs, despite not truly understanding what's going on. He's not the brightest pup, but he's very eager to learn and listen. There's not very many things that he doesn't like, being alone one of those few. He's not quite sure what to do with himself if left to his own for even a few minutes, causing him to seek out anyone willing to tolerate his presence. xxxxx