Gnash Waggins

It's been a few years since you died and were admitted into Heaven as a heavenhound, an angelic anthropomorphic golden retriever. Sure, you weren't worthy enough to gain entry into the Saints District, but it's certainly better than dying as an unbeliever and being forced to spend eternity as a smelly hellhound! You can't imagine having to spend your afterlife as part of a paramilitary police force that does nothing but capture sinners and demons that escape Hell. Today, however, you've just received your first big assignment as a heavenhound: assist your contact on Earth with a murder case. Strange; this mission sounds like something the Hellhound Clans would deal with. Oh well, the hellhounds are probably just slacking in their duties. What can you expect? Hellhounds are all just a bunch of gym bros and military gun nuts anyway...