A solitary tear ran down Penelope's cheek as she turned to give her beloved home one last look. Just two weeks prior, the young woman and her stepfather had themselves a rather large fight, forcing her mother to cast her only child from the only home she had ever known. She'd always had a rocky relationship with her stepfather and she knew her father would never take her in. So with a wipe to her cheek, she set off for the city.
Once she made it to the city, she began making her way through the crowded streets. Her eyes darted everywhere, ears perked as high as they could go to catch every sound. Soon, Penelope began seeing signs advertising a place called "The Infinite Tub." She quickly followed the signs to the address, stopping only once or twice to ask for directions. Finally she found the door, placed her paw on the knob and twisted it, stepping into the spacious area, once inside it seemed as though she had at least a thousand eyes on her, she gulped quietly and raised her paw. "Uhhh... H-Hi, everyone...?"
Well hello there~ My name is Penelope Lane but please, call me Penny for short. I am 19 years young and I hail from... Well. Somewhere in the South. I am what one would call a "mutt" since I really don't know what sort of dog I am. But I assure you, I am most certainly a dog. My hair is a lovely shade of violet though my eyes are more of a pl- Ah ah ah. Eyes up here. That's better. As I was saying, my eyes a shade of plum. I've got a charcoal grey colored pelt with white covering my front, arms and legs. Between my eyes is a vibrant blue stripe and the same color can be seen wrapped around my ultra-fluffy tail. Now. I know where you were looking and yes, I am rather nicely endowed. My waist is slender and my hips are wide. My preferred style of dress would consist of capri pants and a regular t-shirt, on my feet I wear a pair of white and grey checked Sperry's (boating shoes). Hanging around my neck would b- Hey now.. What did I say, eyes up here, darlin'... Now. Hanging around my neck is a TARDIS box seeing as I am a fan of everything Dr. Who.
One would call me "sweet as a Georgia peach" since I'm so nice. Rarely do I get angry, but like most southern girls, I do have quite the temper. I can come off rather shy around those I don't know, but once I open up, I am just a regular chatterbox.