Canon is The Plague Dogs.

[canny_tod]

Ye think yer talkin' sense, ye great nit? Ye think yer th' bonniest, yet yer bluidy up an' muddy up aroond th' damn place. Mind, if ye go nearby an' canny bit mair effort, an' ye might be gettin' somewhere. Peep an' creep an' there ye keep, an' Ah'll be here an' not a peep.

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[takeoutthetrash]

[And now there's what looks like a pile of rotting garbage looming over the Tod, looking very confused.]

I... sorry, what?

[He seriously did not understand a word of that.]

[canny_tod]

Oh, giv ower.

Who dun yon? Mind, ye smell like a yow's arse.

[takeoutthetrash]

Hey, I don't smell that bad.

I think.

[canny_tod]

Ye kin hardly smell yer oon reek, can ye?

[takeoutthetrash]

[He shakes his head-equivalent.]

Don't really have, y'know, a nose. For smelling stuff.

If it's really that much of a problem, I'll just leave you be.

[canny_tod]

Mebbies 'tis noot ower bad, hinny. [ He slinks upwind, at any rate. ] Ye knaw, yer noot th' forst strang lad Ah've seen roond here...

[takeoutthetrash]

Yeah, that's what I keep hearing.

I mean, this place is pretty wild, right? About a day ago, I actually talked to a human. A real live human! Can you believe that?!

[canny_tod]

Ye kin see men lowpin' aroond all ower th' place. Haald yer gob... Whey, ye'd be daft to try an' talk to 'em. Mebbies ye'd best keep away, ye grand chep.

[takeoutthetrash]

Oh no no, they're actually really nice! I mean, I've only spoken to one of them so far, but she was good to me.

I mean, if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't even be here.

[canny_tod]

Haald on, hinny... Gud men? Nice men? An' hard waater an' soft rocks, ne doot. [ And then he pauses, not understanding the last part of what he had been told, and not wanting to admit to it, either. ]

[takeoutthetrash]

No, I'm serious! I can't really say what kind of experiences you've had with them, but they're alright once you get to know them.

They give me free food, a nice warm bed, good company. What else can you ask for?

[canny_tod]

Ye greet nanny-hammer! If'n yer goin' aboot men as coompanyuns, Ah'll noot hang aboot! Ye'll be invitin' th' Dark in as an aald friend!

You are awesome, just saying.

[bilbobunny]

[A fox!? HERE!? This is bad, very, very bad. Benjamin's just gonna cower trembling if you don't mind.]

Who, me~?

[canny_tod]

This place is a mazer... Kittens an' rabbits an' all, eh?

Oh you~

[bilbobunny]

[Oh no, he's spotted him. Only one thing to do now... run away and beg.]

P-please don't eat me mister fox, I promise I don't taste very good.

[canny_tod]

Whey, ye knaw, Ah'm not gonnin' 'urt ye. Ah've getten a full belly th' past few morns, an' coom neet-time, Ah divven't think of it.

[bilbobunny]

[He's not exactly trusting your word, aren't exactly known for being honest, especially when it comes to prey]

H-how do I know you won't try it?

[canny_tod]

Ye doon't, do ye? Yer a hard one, aren't ye? Sharp mind, mind.

[ahounddog]

[Gross. A fox.]

At least not until I run you out.

[canny_tod]

[ *Jedi hand wave* This is not the Todd you're looking for. ]

Give ower noo, kidda. Ne need fer us to be brawlin'. Yer a hoond, Ah'm a derg, let's be mates, canny?