Striscia

This particular dog has quite the personality, in more ways than one - literally. With a dissociative identity disorder, she is caught between the way she acted before the virus took hold of her and caused her canines to lengthen and her appetite for blood to grow, and the personality that now overcomes her whenever the pangs of thirst make themselves known. If she has recently fed, you will find her to be open, friendly, if not overly kind. She will stop to talk to you be you friend or stranger, and she will never turn away someone in need. However, once her throat begins to burn and her fangs begin to ache, her personality disorder kicks in, and she finds herself volatile and violent, vicious and angry until she finds the ever so desired meal of choice - the nearest canine, of course. Being five hundred and sixteen years old, yet possessing a four year old's body, she combines a strange mixture of wisdom and artful playfulness when coherent. The markings upon her face are rather symbolistic in an ironic sort of way - a divide between black and white, similar to herself as an entity.