Redhawk Caldera redbone

GOOD. He has a voice sample on his profile (the dude from Avatar?) and his accent is perf.

His butt was high in the air, and his tail bat to-and-fro with glee as he snapped at the inner sanctum of the cache. There wasn't much in there; someone must have been by recently to clear it out, or maybe whatever had been shoved in the hole had been small to begin with. He tasted more dirt than meat, but that never bothered Dingo — he had filled his belly with dirt on more than one occasion. He finally managed to sink his teeth in to something more meaty, something with a fresh bounce to it, and was just starting to whip it out (har har) when the sound of a stampeding something caught him off-guard.

The stranger was on him so quickly that Dingo had to release the prize before he could escape; he was reluctant even then, which meant the guard's snapping teeth caught on his haunches while he deliberated over leaving the meal behind. He did eventually drop it and pull out (sorry) and then made a mad-dash towards the territory limits.

Over his shoulder he called out, Woah, WOAH THERE! Chill out bruh, I'm going! His voice carried and probably alerted more than just this one guard to his whereabouts, but Dingo didn't think of that. He was more concerned with getting away without too much pain — but there was something odd about the stranger's scent. Something familiar, and it was enough to make him stumble in his run and careen in a crescent and hide behind a cluster of trees.

HOLD UP! Do I know you? he hastily called out next, cowering slightly in the shadows where he hoped the guard would not find him.