top of page

Demonhounds

Bondings

none

Stats

PSP ⟶ 1

Ashen » 0

Brimstone » 0

Inferno » 0

Ember » 0

Flash » 0

Pyre » 1

Altar » 0

Millicent

Rank » Pyre

Gender » Female

PSP » 1

Date Bonded » November 2, 2020

Bonded At » The Harvest Festival by Gats

Title » She Who Dares, Wins Pyre

Font » #bf99e1

Giant as is customary for her rank, she's shockingly un-intimidating, or at least not any more so than any other random Demonhound. Her body is more plush and plump than muscular and burly, wrapped in a cloak of golden-cream tinted white fur, thick and luxurious and in need of attentive grooming regularly, which may or may not be a total excuse to have Haelys' hands on her since she could probably totally magic it into perfect wisps without lifting a toe. In contrast to her light body, her skull is a blackest black obsidian, polished smooth and gleaming, and her wings are a sleek black leather with a glittery cascade of violet falling to the rims where it gathers up thickest. Her eyes are a brilliant orange, glowing from beneath the black skull with an inextinguishable light. She's fond of charms, bracelets, and pendants, often wearing them and insisting on having them jingling around her at all times, whether the aesthetic be macabre, elegant, or a clash of both.

This Pyre doesn't just look like she could hex you; she absolutely could and won't hesitate to remind you she can, nor to follow through on that threat. She knows what she's doing, knows what you should be doing, and is not fond of being disregarded, disrespected, or disobeyed. (Un)fortunately she's often right, a diabolically clever navigator of society and politics and shrewd negotiator of deals of any kind, which makes her smug self-assuredness and cruel expectation of being listened to all the more infuriating. And she has some tricks under her sleeve if her intimidating charisma isn't enough. Her fiery breath is an eerie green flame instead of your normal sparks, and can be controlled to do more than just set you on fire. Turned into a poisonous gas to choke your enemies? Cast a charming love spell around anyone that inhales it? Darling, please, it's merely a trifle, all you have to do is ask. Because for all her harsh leadership, she can be coaxed into bending for even the slightest acknowledgement from her queen, for whom she has a supernatural affection. Anyone else? Shut up and listen, or this witch will turn into a b-- ... you know.

↠ Description by Art

bottom of page