Taffy full artwork
Common · One of 400

Taffy

“A very pretty ghost.”

A Ember dog of The Lost

3 known connections · an open question

The living story

The story so far

Taffy was woven, not bred — a ribbon of silk from the Paisley mills, made for winning ribbons and breaking hearts in equal measure. She never worked a day in her life and saw no reason to start. When the Yorkshire Terrier arrived, smaller and louder, Taffy simply curtsied out of history.

Happening now

She supervises Gizmo's grooming with the air of a retired headmistress and occasionally lets him win arguments about bows. Gizmo thinks he's manipulating her. Taffy invented the argument. She's letting him practice.

What may come

She's planning a comeback tour — one night only, all the old poses, silk coat gleaming. Every Spark will attend. Gizmo will heckle. She will pretend not to hear him and absolutely will.

Connected

Whispers about Taffy

Hear all the whispers

Why someone keeps Taffy

  • because beauty was her full-time profession and she was excellent at it
  • because the comeback tour is one night only
  • because Gizmo's bows are her bows, three generations down

The Lost

The St. John’s water dog, the Talbot, the Hawaiian poi dog — real dogs, really gone. The pack keeps their bowls full anyway. Extinction, here, is just a longer walk.

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$5 · One of 400

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At a glance — details & stats
Element
Ember
Pack
The Lost — Breeds the world forgot
Rarity
Common
Personality
A silky-coated show dog from the mills of Paisley, bred for beauty and absolutely nothing else. Taffy won ribbons, posed for portraits, and faded when tastes changed.
Edition
One of 400
Stats
power 30 · speed 60 · charm 86
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