The Mandoleer’s Folly soared through the stars, en route to Ottawa Prime. Captain Spacedawg Pauly
Birth Name: PaulyCurrent Alias: Spacedawg PaulySpecies: Human-Canine HybridDate of Birth: February 22, 1973Place of Birth: Washington, D.C., United States, Earth, Sol SystemOccupations: Former Chef, Brewer, Distiller, Garden Worker, Apprentice Cobbler; Current First Mate on the Mandoleer's Folly, Lieutenant in the Royal Canadian Space Cavalry (RCSC) Overview Spacedawg Pauly is a unique entity whose life story spans both Earth and the... More stood on the bridge, deep in thought. The recent missions had been intense, and now he was escorting Princess Dagbjort Astridsdatter back to Ottawa Prime.
As they approached the bustling spaceport, Spacedawg felt a mix of anticipation and curiosity. The docking procedures went smoothly, and the crew began preparing to disembark. Amidst the activity, Dagbjort approached Spacedawg with a determined look.
“Captain, can we speak in your office? There are a few things I need to discuss with you,” she said, her voice holding a hint of excitement.
“Of course, Princess,” Spacedawg replied, intrigued. He led her to his office, closing the door behind them.
Dagbjort turned to face him, her eyes shining. “I have some important news. I’ve been appointed as the Minister of Interplanetary Relations between the Canadian Expanse and the Canis Empire.”
Spacedawg’s eyes widened in surprise and delight. “Dagbjort, that’s incredible! Congratulations! You’ll be amazing in that role.”
“Thank you, Spacedawg. It means a lot coming from you,” she said, smiling warmly. “But that’s not all I wanted to tell you.”
She reached into her bag and pulled out a small, ornately decorated box. Opening it, she revealed a perfectly rolled joint. Spacedawg looked at her in confusion.
“This is part of the Canis courting ritual,” Dagbjort explained. “By offering you this joint, I’m expressing my desire to court you. It’s a symbol of trust and intimacy in our culture.”
Spacedawg was taken aback, but he felt a deep sense of honor and affection. “Dagbjort, I’m… deeply touched. I’d be honored to partake in this ritual with you.”
With a gentle smile, Dagbjort lit the joint and passed it to Spacedawg. They smoked it together, sharing a moment of quiet connection. The room filled with the sweet, calming aroma of the cannabis, and Spacedawg felt a profound sense of closeness with Dagbjort.
After a few moments, Spacedawg looked at her, a mixture of emotions in his eyes. “Does this mean we’re… engaged?”
Dagbjort chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Yes, Spacedawg. In the eyes of the Canis, we are now engaged.”
Spacedawg smiled, feeling a warm surge of happiness. “I’m honored, Dagbjort. And I’m looking forward to our future together.”
Dagbjort reached out and took his hand. “So am I, my dear Spacedawg. So am I.”
They sat together in Spacedawg’s office, reflecting on their journey. The path ahead was uncertain and full of challenges, but with Dagbjort by his side, Spacedawg felt a renewed sense of purpose. The adventure was far from over, and together, they were ready to face whatever the cosmos had in store.
