The Rubbery Hound

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"What did they do to this adorable horror?"[1]

The Rubbery Hound is a doglike shapeling that roams in the depths of Flute Street. It is about the size of a wolf, but apparently very young. Under its facial tentacles are long and sharp black teeth. This creature was apparently created in the amber chambers of Flute Street, whether by accident or on purpose.[2]

Rubbery Hounds exhibit many typical canine behaviors, like playing with bones or begging for food,[3][4] but they also have an inexplicable fondness for candles. Furthermore, they possess a unique worldliness and are able to communicate through oblique means. They react positively to justice and their fellow Axiles, and fear the dark and the "Great Light."[5]

Upon dying, a Rubbery Hound may split open to reveal many smaller Hounds within its body, which will then feast on their progenitor's remains.[6]

References

  1. ↑ Rubbery Hound, Fallen London
  2. ↑ Flute Street, Fallen London "A Rubbery Hound? [...] size of a wolf, [...] air of a newborn [...] has two-inch black coral teeth under those tentacles. [...] there are... devices. [...] amber and [...] steel [...] was that Hound a mistake [...]"
  3. ↑ Flute Street, Fallen London "The hound bats a nearby skull [...] approximation of playfulness."
  4. ↑ Slip a few snacks to your Rubbery Hound, Fallen London "[...] it regards you with an air of betrayed sorrow whenever you put anything onto your own plate."
  5. ↑ Flute Street, Fallen London "[...] the Hound likes to chase a thrown, lit candle. [...] You employ [...] arts [...] it responds in kind. [...] Fear [...] dark. Fear [...] Great Light. Love of Shapers. [...] of the selves. [...] fondness for candles, and for justice."
  6. ↑ Flute Street, Fallen London "[...] it's nothing like a howl. [...] The hound keels over, quite dead. [...] it [...] dies. [...] its hide peels open [...] much smaller Hounds steps [...] from its [...] remnants. They bend to lap [...] their progenitor's remains [...]"
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