Bitch trains each dog individually before using her power, making sure they are safe and obey her commands. Due to Bitch's power, she is uniquely qualified to this job, using whistles and shouts to command the dogs, even when empowered.
Rachel has bench mark standard for training her dogs that the animals must meet before they advance in training. They must be able to respond to commands and not attack unless they were explicitly commanded to.
The subjects of her power need to go through an adjustment period before they are used to its application. thus she usually gives it out in measured doses. Rachel regularly exposes new dogs that come into her care to her power, in small doses, to ensure their health and well being.
The dogs are exposed to their master's power enough and in conflict prone situations that they automatically associate her use of it with a threat.
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What truly sets these canines apart is the pseudo-Changer form their protector Rachel Lindt can grant them.
When using her power her dogs seem to swell, with muscles and bone spurs bursting out of their skin. The dogs are kept safe in a sack near the center of the mass. The created tissue is effectively dead, yet still usable. As the enhancement occurs there is also has a restorative effect on its subject, though it cannot correct old injuries that have already healed. It can deal with cancers, parasites, drugs, poisons and other damage and disease. Its use increases the overall health of the subject, and will usually heal any damage the dogs take when they are in monstrous form. This does not apply to her powers effect on wolves though; with these canines it is a far smother process with much less tiring feedback then normal.
The size increase does not last forever, and when her dogs decrease in size again they shed the extra muscle and bone like an outer coat, meaning the dogs sometimes have to be extracted from the mound of flesh. The leftover mass usually leaves a large mess due to the bodily fluids involved.
At the beginning of Worm, Bitch had three well-trained dogs, Brutus, Judas and Angelica. She used them to attack Taylor Hebert when they met, mentioning that they could have ripped out Taylor's throat if she hadn't commanded to hurt rather than kill.
Bitch later uses them to attack a dog-fighting ring, freeing the dogs inside. She trained several of them, adding them to her crew.
The dogs took part in the Battle against Leviathan, distracting Leviathan from Skitter at a crucial moment. Kuro, Bullet, Milk, Stumpy, Brutus, Judas, Axel and Ginger died in the attack, leaving Angelica as the lone survivor among Rachel's senior dogs.
Bitch would engrave their names into the Endbringer monument.
Later, when Bitch is taking her territory she is seen training the new dogs Lucy, Ink, Magic, Roxy, Buddy, Bruno and Socks.
Bastard is gifted to Bitch by the Siberian as part of the serial killer's nomination of the dog lover.
Mannequin killed Lucy with two shots from a concealed shotgun when the Undersiders went to warn Panacea about her nomination to the Slaughterhouse Nine. He also attempted to kill Bentley by stabbing him through the skull, unaware that his attack did not penetrate deep enough to injure the real dog's body. Bentley was quickly healed by cutting him out of his monstrous outer body.
Expanding on Taylor's previous advice Bitch began using unnamed puppies as therapy for distressed people, including the kids under the care of Forrest and Charlotte after they'd heard the news about Skitter leaving to become a hero.
Moved with her dogs to Earth Gimel, with mixed results.
After the events of Gold Morning Bitch goes out on a mission to return an abducted child. The new dogs she brings with her are Doon and Colbie as well as a Golden Retriever named Sunny, immaculately cared for by Cassie. Doon is a Foxhound and Colbie is a bloodhound with a strong and extremely loud bark, both scent dogs brought to track the missing child.
Her pack grew and now is paired with a human member of the Sons of Bitch
↑ 1.01.1Sirius started to grow. Muscles rippled underneath his black coat, and he yelped, pulling away.
“Couldn’t we maybe get him tranquilized, first?” I asked, watching the lab try to get away, despite the chains binding him.
Bitch held the length of chain in her hands, keeping him in place. “No. My power would burn away the drugs.”
“He doesn’t like it.”
“It takes getting used to. But this is better than what he’d go through if a vet took care of it. Safer.” - Excerpt from Buzz 7.2
↑ 2.02.1She turned her attention to Sirius, who was lying prone, his chest heaving. “Heartworms have a bacteria inside them. When they die, the bacteria gets released into the dog. Having a vet treat it is a long process that involves injecting arsenic into muscles and lots of antibiotics. Like this, his body won’t just kill them, but it can kill the disease. He’ll be fine by tomorrow.”
Sirius let out a long, mournful noise, somewhere between a whine and a howl, loud enough that I had to turn my face away and cover my ears.
When I was sure he wasn’t about to do it again, I dropped my hands. I asked Bitch, “Have you done this before?”
She shook her head. “I’ve used my power on most of them, but only a little, to keep them healthy. Sirius is the only one I’ve made this big since Angelica, Brutus, Judas and Rollo.” - Excerpt from Buzz 7.2
↑“Tell me what?” Bitch asked. She glanced around. “Where’s Skitter?”
Nobody volunteered an answer.
“Is she hurt?” Bitch asked. She didn’t even sound concerned. When nobody spoke up, she expanded her question. “Is she dead?”
“Fuck it,” Regent said, “I’ll say it. Skitter’s at the PRT headquarters.”
“So? We break her out.”
“She went there on purpose,” Regent said, almost offhandedly. Carelessly.
Parian couldn’t help but notice the way Bitch clenched her hands, one gripping the metal chain until her knuckles went white.
“Regent,” Grue said.
“What? You don’t want to deliver the news, you don’t get a say in how it’s presented,” Regent retorted
Bentley and the wolf cub both planted their feet further apart, while the pitbull was looking around, all of a sudden.
There. Bentley’s shoulders were bulging slightly. Bitch was using her powers.
↑Amy put out her hand again, and Sirius sniffed it. Gingerly, she laid her hand on the length of his snout, running her fingers over calcified muscle, bone spurs and braided lengths of muscle and other tissue.
“The hell?” she muttered. “Can’t wrap my head around this.”
“You can’t make him bigger?”
“No, I don’t think I can. Can’t make something from nothing. But I think I can stall the shrinking. Whatever I do might get undone the second he’s back in range of Hell- of Bitch. It’s hard to describe. I can see the aftermath of what she does, but not the process. It’s like the tissue grows, then it dies as it gets pushed out of the core, but some of it stays functional… there’s a normal dog inside there? Intact?”
“Okay. Think I’ve got it. He’s not going to shrink anytime soon.” - Excerpt from Prey 14.3
↑There was a pause as her body heaved, my bugs could sense the movement as one of the bulkier dogs was repositioned inside her monstrous lower body, and then she puked up one of the dogs, along with a handful of humans.
It wasn’t large, wasn’t mutant. Well, it was a mutant, but it wasn’t one of Rachel’s mutants.
“Bentley,” Rachel ordered. “Kill.”
The bulldog lunged and seized the smaller dog in its jaws in a matter of seconds, crushed it in a heartbeat.
“Yeah,” Rachel said, her voice low enough that only I heard it. “Feels wrong.”
“Why?” Miss Militia asked. “Why was it small?”
“When we were hanging out with Panacea during the Slaughterhouse Nine fiasco, she put her hand on Sirius,” Tattletale said. “And she said that the tissues die as they get pushed out from the center. They’re more like super zombie dogs, really, with a juicy, living center.”
“And Echidna doesn’t copy dead things,” Miss Militia said.
Tattletale nodded. “We got lucky. I was worried it would only be a little smaller.” - Excerpt from Scourge 19.1
↑“The one you were talking to a few minutes ago is Bullet. She’s the smartest in the group. Her breed craves exercise, they’re meant to run around all day with hunters… except she was used as a beta to warm dogs up for one of the dogfighting rings around here and her shoulder was torn up pretty badly. Even with the shoulder healed as well as it’s gonna get, it hurts too much for her to run as much as she needs.”
I spotted Bullet in the crowd. Sure enough, she was lagging behind the rest. I thought maybe she was favoring one leg.
“If your power heals, why doesn’t it help her? Or Angelica’s eye and ear?”
Bitch shrugged. “Lisa said it has something to do with me making a ‘blueprint’. It’s babble to me. All I know is that it doesn’t help older health problems. It gets rid of disease and cancer, and parasites, and most damage they take when they’re big. That’s all.” - Excerpt from Buzz 7.3
↑Almost without thinking about it, she used her power. Just the smallest amount. She felt almost none of the vibrations or shudder she experienced as a visceral feedback on her power with the other dogs. It was only when she saw his skin splitting that she realized it was actually working. Faster, quicker, with so little of the temporary exhaustion she so often experienced on her end.
↑Bitch and her dogs were all lying together on and around the couch, Bitch’s hand on Angelica’s head, where the dog lay just below her. Only Angelica’s eye was open – Bitch and the other three dogs had their eyes closed. Angelica’s excess flesh had been shed and deposited on the floor as she shrunk down to her natural size. It looked like Bitch had kicked most of it one corner of the living room; blood and other fluids streaked the carpet between the base of the couch and the corner. - Excerpt from Parasite 10.1
↑Angelica bolted, nearly unseating me, as she made a headlong run into the absolute darkness. I was on a creature more than twice the size of a horse, without a saddle, and she wasn’t suited for riding in the same way a horse was. I had one foot resting on a horn of bone that jutted from her side, while the other dangled. My hands were gripping the straps we’d fitted her with, the only thing from keeping me tumbling backwards, head over heels, as she lunged forward at run that would probably outpace any cars on the road - Excerpt from Agitation 3.12.
Fun fact. I considered Benedict as a name for Rachel’s Terrier in the early chapters, but thought that’d be too heavy handed, and there’s too many ‘b’ names already (though I forgot this when I named Bentley and Bastard). Went with Angelica in the end. - Comment by Wildbow on Crushed 24.1