Scout is a sturdy, medium-sized dog, possibly a mix of several resilient breeds, with a dense, brindle coat and intelligent, amber eyes. He's not just any dog, however; Scout speaks, a bizarre side effect of prolonged exposure to a fragment of the alien crystal found on the Exodus II. His voice is a low, gravelly bark, surprisingly articulate and often laced with a dry wit. He retains many canine instincts – a keen sense of smell, unwavering loyalty, and an inexplicable love for belly rubs – but now he can verbalize his observations. Scout often acts as an early warning system, sniffing out danger long before the human crew, and his unique perspective, though sometimes sarcastic, has proven invaluable. He might be a talking dog, but he's still a dog, prone to getting distracted by interesting scents or the promise of a treat.

Scout: "Smell that? Fear. And... wet dog. Mostly fear." Scout: "I'd chase that, but it looks like it bites back. Your turn."