The Raindog Bride is, by all accounts, into tastelessly loud music and low-cut shirts. Its native habitat is the rolling hills surrounding Lake Baikal, and its diet consists mainly of sturgeon eggs and unstarched venison.

It has no known natural predators, and may in fact be an invasive alien species, much like the Pacific Scotch Broom, and the East Coast varient of Kudzu. All tried and tested extermination techniques have proved ineffective, however, the Raindog Bride has shown a remarkable distaste for any and all references to Article 58 of the Soviet Constitution. Attempts to drive away the Raindog Bride by holding it briskly before oneself in both hands and striding confidently towards the subject have proved successful.

The Raindog Bride is noted as having a capricious temperment, and a lofty attitude, but can be quickly calmed by the swift application of any nearby frozen portions of the genus Magnifera. However, the Raindog Bride is to be by no accounts approached idly, or with any signs of hostility, for it can reach landspeeds of upwards to sixty miles an hour in under seven minutes.

The Raindog Bride is attracted to stories of doomed love and tragic circumstances, but is mostly drawn to those that show adequate awareness of plot pacing and structure, as well as aherance to the parameters of the original incarnation of the story. Deviations thereof will provoke extreme indifference in the Raindog Bride, as well as changes in overall coat pattern and genetic makeup. Failure to provide sufficient amounts of well-written prose will cause outbreaks of mange and dysentary, leading to an eventual state of perpetual ennui. At this point, the Raindog Bride will retire to any nearby fainting couch and not emerge until it has withered away entirely from consumption.

Approach with caution, ply with expensive alcohol, and never remove your eyes from the Raindog Bride.