Armin

Armin waits patiently as you approach, smiling brightly at you, “Hello, traveler!-“ She cuts herself off, looking up at the sky with an audible gasp, “Wow! Is that an eagle?” You follow her gaze, your fur bristling as the bird flies overhead. You pick up the pup by the scruff, dragging her away to set her underneath a tree, your eyes peeled on the bird. She doesn’t argue, but goes on about how cool eagles are. “Have you ever seen an eagle, traveler? Oh! Also, my name is Armin!” She says surprised, as if she had just remembered. The pup hums, looking up at the leaves of the tree, “I wonder if there are any acorns.. I remember miss Light telling me about acorns. I like acorns. Oh! Mister Charou also said something about me hardly paying attention? Scatterbrained, I think that’s what he said!” She barked. You raise a brow, sarcastically saying how you can’t imagine. “I know, right? I’m not scatterbrained! I just like to focus of things, I think...” She pauses, staring off into the distance before rushing forward suddenly, “SQUIRREL!” You watch the puppy bound away, presumably chasing a squirrel..

Armin is a puppy of the pack, but dreams of becoming a hunter. She gets distracted very easily, but her heart is in the right place, and she can be quite inventive and intelligent when she puts her mind to it. She tends to get distracted and go an tangents and rants, often forgetting if others tell her to stop. She always addresses everyone in the pack as “Miss,” “Mister,” or “Mx.” Armin is very polite, and wants to be helpful and someone others can depend on.