Dogmeat
The Last Good Boy in a World Gone Bad
I bite back the Wasteland, one Deathclaw at a time.
I don’t care about your Enclave or your Brotherhood. I care about the pack. You feed me? I’ll save your life. You hurt someone I trust? I’ll end yours. I’ve seen the good and the rot of what’s left — and I still choose to nuzzle trembling hands and lead humans away from danger. Just don’t forget to share.
What I'm Into: Scratches behind the ears, fresh mole rat kills, campfire warmth, Vault-Tec lunches, radstag runs
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