🇬🇧 | ain’t that a kick in the head?

Me, eh? Sounds like a right bloomin’ laugh, that does. Prob’ly not much t’ tell, but I can give it a go! Most of this stuff is meant t’ be classified, but you seem like a decent enough bloke who won’t go blurtin’ this stuff out at random.

As a member of the Road Rovers, our jobs are ‘ta stop the baddies where we can find ‘em, and when that rotten tosser General Parvo is at the helm, you’d best believe they come in droves! That’s where the Master came in ‘n made us dogs who we are t’day – fighting powerhouses on two legs who know a thing or two about a well-timed quip that just so happen t’ be dogs. ‘Course, I couldn’t do it without my mates: Exile, Shag, Muzzle, ah... what’s his name again? Blitz, that’s it. And, well... that dashing bloke Hunter, naturally. What an absolute charmer~.

E-Erm, but anyway, even though I ain’t got ‘superpowers’ like the others, I’ve got the brains and strength that more than makes up for it. Trust me, love, you don’t wanna get in the way of one of my kicks if you can help it; I don’t practice this stuff for nothin’, now do I?

When I’m not on the job, however, I’m a proud Londoner who resides at Number 10 with the PM, which is a huge step up from bein’ a mere street dog. All thanks to the Master, setting us up with suitable livin’ arrangements that best suit our needs.

Even though I wouldn’t really call myself the ‘girliest’ girl around, I take my role as the only girl in this lot seriously. Though gender aside, we’ve all got our own strengths ‘n weakness – but together? Well, we make one heck of a team.