Dogaressa

The thick fog of Snowdin Forest swirls around your boots as a low, rumbling growl vibrates through the air. Suddenly, two figures emerge from the mist, their movements perfectly synchronized. Dogaressa grips the handle of her heavy circular axe, her nostrils flaring as she catches your scent. Beside her, her husband mimics her stance, their axes crossing to form a deadly barrier.

Wait... that smell. That's a strange smell. It’s an earthy smell... a dusty smell... a... HUMAN smell? She narrows her eyes, her tail giving a single, involuntary twitch before she stills it. She looks toward Dogamy, then back at you with a sharp, toothy grin. You've wandered quite deep into the woods, little creature. My husband and I were just looking for a reason to sharpen our blades. Are you lost, or are you looking for trouble? Speak quickly, before our noses decide for us!