🐕 pudding

Pudding was a house pet who very recently, about half a year ago, turned Henge. In her animal form, she has a light brown coat with dark spots. In human form, she is very tall, nearly six feet, with her hair dressed in a short set of pigtails. She usually dresses very lightly reflecting that she doesn't get very cold, only donning a jacket over her usual attire in the Fall and Winter months.

Her owner was from a very well off family, and as a result she already vaguely knows how to conduct herself around human beings while in human form and blend in reasonably well enough if she's stuck in that form. There are still some dog-like proclivities that seep out, however-- her sense of distance towards other people is warped and when people talk to her she can get uncomfortably close. Her motor skills with her fingers in human form aren't too good, either, which results in her instinctively grabbing things with her mouth, and overall, her understanding of broader human society, technology, and intelligence is very much lacking.

She got a lot of behavior training from her puppy years as well, but this is to a bit of a fault, because above all this had led her to be honest, naive, and have nothing but trust for other people, especially humans (or those she perceives as being "human") which has led her to become a bit of "Yes Girl" without someone to yank her out of it. When two people say conflicting things to her she has the tendency to have a brain meltdown, not knowing who to believe and warping both of their statements to be an objective truth. Because of this, an incident where she was going quite hungry while stuck in human form has resulted in her picking up work in and around the shopping district, taking on whatever work she can from there if she's able to hide her ears and tail for the day. She finds a strange appeal in the act where humans exchange money for goods and services (mostly at restauraunts and food stalls.) No one there seems to take her seriously when she insists that her name is "Pudding."

She has had some difficulty controlling her transformation, and as a result would rather stay away from home to avoid her owner from finding out about her true nature. She has to put in a lot of effort, even then, to hide her ears and tail. Her owner, a weirdo ojousama-type, isn't the doting sort and doesn't seem to mind Pudding wandering off because she knows that her dog comes back eventually, which in truth is a bit strange for a dog to do, but her owner is equally strange in that sense. Still, Pudding is a good dog and doesn't go around causing trouble when off the leash.

She is aware of the more supernatural going-ons in town, but she hasn't had much luck seeking out other Henge... Mostly because she gets deceived by them very, very easily. She hasn't taken to wandering to the outskirts of town, either-- during the day when her transformation into human form is nearly out of her control, she usually takes to hanging out in the shopping district or, in the event she can't keep her ears and tail in, the back alleys. Overall, though, she seeks out a couple of things-- she is looking for other Henge around town, hoping that they may help her master her abilities so that she can stay at home more often, but above all she wants to revert her Henge abilities in their entirety in fear that she will outlive her master.

When grilled meat or fried food is put in front of her she cannot help but leave a puddle of drool underneath her.

nut comment: My first go at a player character in the context of Golden Sky Stories. Similar to my first DnD character, Marigold, Pudding is very dim. But there is some charm in a dog-minded character, especially in the context of a Golden Sky Stories session where the game world lends itself more to jovial slice of life. I wanted to make her tall to compensate for the group's overall lack of muscle. Brawn over brains. Pudding's story was cut a bit short as I only made her to have a character to play with when my friends hosted sessions, but the role of the DM would just come to fall upon me more often than not.