Most pups know Gunnar as a Husky who is warm hearted under all that performance. On slow afternoons Gunnar organises an unsanctioned night patrol along the council fountain rim and lets the breeze make most of the decisions. There is a long running rumor that Gunnar once swapped a glassbird feather that hums in still air for a better story and called the trade fair. The old soup stalls have heard most of Gunnar's theories and politely keep them to themselves.