User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-7562999-20160817000004

Goldenheart just huffs. "He's my brother...and the dog is my uncle's."

Theseus barks.

The sound of metal grinding against metal sounds. A mangled robotic do drags itself out on its two remaining forelegs. One eye flickers weakly, the other is dark. Wires and random pieces of metal stick out from the dog's ruined body. It snarls again, revealing rusted, jagged teeth.