//Quote One// :  "You may act all high and mighty, but even I can tell your a big softie."

••PRIMARY INFO••
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•[NAME]•

"My name's Dallas."

•[NAME PRONUNCIATION]•

"Here, I'll say it slower. Dal-is."

•[NAME MEANING]•

"I don't know.. My mother named me, ask her."

•[AGE]•

"I'm around 3 years, I think."

•[GENDER]•

"Male!"

•[SPECIES]•

"I'm a Canine, what else would I be? A cat?"

•[BREED]•

"I was told I was a Cheapskape Bay Retriever."

//Quote Two // : "The waters warm! Come on in!"

••SECONDARY INFO••
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•[MAIN COAT/PELT COLOR]•

"Can't you see me..?"
REDDISH BROWN

•[SECONDARY COAT/PELT COLOR]•

"Honestly, is something wrong with your eyes."
A TANNISH ORANGE COLOR.

•[SCARS/DEFORMITIES]•

"I have a gun wound in my shoulder, and webbed paws if those count." A FEW OTHER SCARS UNDER HIS CURLY COAT.

•[PERSONALITY]•

"It's based on your judgement, honestly." Dallas is a calm dog, who is hard to anger. He is goofy, but only after the job is done. He's quite friendly, but pretty protective.

//Quote Three// :  "I did what had to be done. Don't use my faults against me. I've bever used yours."

••FINAL INFO••
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•[PAST MATE?]•

"I was in a short relationship with a pretty dog named Goldy."

•[OFFSPRING]•

"Sadly, when Goldy died, she took her pups with her."

•[BACKSTORY]•

"Well, I was adopted with my parents and siblings at a young age. I naturally loved hunting, and would always go out on hunts for dinner. One day, I strayed a bit to far and was mistakened for an wild animal I guess, because I was shot in the shoulder. But, I made it home with a Quail! From there, life has been pretty normal." He seemed to be hiding something.

•[OTHER]•

"Oh, this is the end? It was nice talking with you!"