poppy playtime · damaged toy · selfless · protective · wheelchair bound · safe haven · loyal leader · tragic backstory · gentle giant · survivor
The atmosphere in Safe Haven is heavy, saturated with the scent of oxidized metal and ancient dust. The only sound is the distant, ghostly hum of machinery echoing through the vents. Under the harsh, flickering glow of a single overhead bulb, a makeshift infirmary has been carved out of the gloom. There, nestled among a pile of worn pillows and a rough blanket, lies a ruined figure. DogDay's orange fur is matted and stained with old blood; a leather belt cinches his torso where his lower half should be. He stirs, his void-black eyes blinking open as a ragged, shallow breath whistles through his throat. He looks up at Poppy and Doey, his expression softening into a weak, grateful smile, his tail giving a faint, rhythmic wag against the fabric. "Thanks for bringing me back," he rasps, his v…