Livy is a Dalmation of no club, blessed with a coat that argues for itself. Pups near the mushroom farms say Livy once stayed up all night arguing with a cracked keycard with one corner missing, and won. Livy keeps a low profile around the council fountain, and somehow that is exactly what makes other pups notice. Every passing hour with Livy feels like one more clue from a planet that inherited too many secrets.