Name:
He doesn't really have one, you'll name him before you realize he's not a dog.
Nicknames:
Dog, puppy, mutt, mongrel
Gender:
Cis male
Pronouns:
He/him
Species:
Weredog
Sexuality:
Pan
Age:
he never kept track, but he's between the ages of 17-19
Personality:
Hes naturally curious and comes off as kinda clingy and touchy because he doesn't understand concepts like person space or modesty. Like a hyper and friendly puppy, he likes to be around other people and craves attention and praise. Hes very loyal and eager to please, which can be a bad thing as he almost never says no to people
Looks:
He's tall, around 6'2, but unhealthily skinny- (he'll put on more weight eventually). He has short, shaggy blond hair, and a pair of black dog ears and a tail he has more yellow-amber eyes, and is tan from being outside quite a bit. He has a lot of scars as well, which he always is more than excited to show off to people.
Dog form-
General style:
Very much- comfort and pajamas. He'll wear whatever you give to him though, and he can't match to save his life though and refuses to put on shoes- although he doesn't like clothes to begin with.
Family: None, he has no idea where they are.
Scenario 1:
it's late at night as you're walking home from work, and you regretted taking that extra shift to cover for your friend. You were tired and hungry, which is why you picked up food from the only place that was open before heading home. But- as you're heading home, you notice someone else wants your food too, as there's a stray dog following you, looking at your food with big pleading eyes and letting out little whimpers.