Familiar
Pet Information
Pet Name: Familiar
Owner: Chandler
Theme / Type: Desert Panju
Born: August 31, 2010
Gender: Male
Collection: 4
Mood: Mad
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 10 / 10
Strength: 3
Defense: 3
Speed: 8
Intellect: 5
Misticpower: 5
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1155 [ View Foods ]
Thanks to RuthieRox for the Medallion. :3
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[A sarcastic, skilled, and lazy guy who'd love to be human again.]
-[Name: Dmitri Mattel
-[Alias: Demi
-[Age: old
-[Gender: male
-[Fur|Eyes: grey & white | startling orange
-[SO: N/A
-[Status: LOL
Sarcastic ;; Egotistic ;; Honorable
**creator's note; Demi is a cursed familiar. He can change his form to that to that of a cat but prefers the more exotic shape of a ring-tailed lemur.
Demi swung up to the tabletop, his long, black and white ringed tail extended for balance. His posture was arrogantly relaxed, arms folded loosely. A lemur's face wasn't as expressive as a human's, but the incandescent orange eyes set within the mask blazed with anger and annoyance. "What is it this time, you old hag? You want me to sweep your floors? Slave for another one of your proteges?"
The "old hag" actually appeared to be pretty and middle aged in appearance. For most. Demi, due to a slight defect with his position as a familiar, saw past the illusion that the woman wove around her body. Her mouth tightened at his expression. She would have turned him into a toad long ago, or something equally unpleasant, but the fact she held a life debt over him, formed in blood, meant she couldn't abuse it. Contrary to popular belief, there was a system of honor that these witchy women adhered to.
Demi's snarky smile earned him a scowl of displeasure. "Just get to work, you useless monkey. If I have to clean up after you again, you'll be spending the rest of the week in the pantry. And don't think you'll be able to worm your way out of it!" His wildly gleeful laugh -they had had this conversation dozens of times before, to no avail- sent a bowl flying for his head. It missed by an inch, and her bellowed insults rang loudly in his ears as he retreated.
A protege it is! Aha. Better steer clear of the old hag for a while.
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Into the fire
Life- thin as a thread
Sometimes your lucky
Sometimes you're better off dead
So stand on the mountain and shout in vain at the sky
But nobody hears you- the words only echo inside
Oh shelter the flame- it may expire
Risin' up from the ashes
Into the fire
Into the Fire x Bryan Adams
| Spyro says Wow we are twins but i wont be a desert panju anymore since i am going to be a baby again |
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