Among the unaffiliated, Gallienus Caelum stands out as a Cane Corso who is stitched out of patience, weight, and a stubborn fairness. At sunset Gallienus Caelum sits by the overgrown stadium rim and hums to a cracked keycard with one corner missing until the wind returns the favor. There is a corner of the Endless Track where Gallienus Caelum is unofficially assumed to be in charge of nothing in particular. Gallienus Caelum believes the best future is built one well kept friend at a time.