Space Pupper Paladin

A space pupper paladin waddles into battle in armor two sizes too big, squeaking heroically with every step.
He’s objectively kind of ugly but somehow adorable enough to raise morale across the fleet.
Between missions he blesses snack rations, then immediately steals them, declaring it “holy taxation.”
He can’t bark in vacuum, so he communicates via dramatic helmet boops and aggressively sincere tail wags.
When the lasers start flying, he smites evil war with a tiny bone hammer, then trips over it and still wins on pure enthusiasm.
At night he naps on the captain’s cape like it’s a sacred blanket, dreaming of glory and chew toys among the stars.