<font color='#736AFF'><font color=#444444>Medhsnuja laughed heartily at Azkora's comment about the arguing voices. As he could here the 'dragons coming closer he quickly called two of his deamons to him, and they formed in the usual black mist. One to stand on his left, and one to fly in the air whilst Azkora was expected to be on his right, as his right hand man so to speak.  The deamon on his left was rather odd. It had six snake-slit eyes arranged like a V in pairs on the oval shaped head, and each pair was a different colour. It had a gold ring attached to it's nose which oddly was upside down. It has a pair  triangular shaped ears, both have gold rings hanging from them, and it's body colour was an off grey colour. It had overgrown long hair, coloured aqua blue and two large fangs hung down from its twisted mouth. It has arms and hands similar to an Earth's gorilla but its fingers ended in sharp zig-zaged claws. In its right hand, it was holding a dagger, also of the zig-zaged design with a pure black handle. It's hind legs were like that of an Earth's frog but scaled. The flying creature was a pendragon deamon, covered completely with black scales. It was obviously female by the fact that it looked quite feminime in shape and beauty. She had silvery hair and her lizardlike tail ended in a fork with silver fur between it. Her eyes were rather odd. They were constantly changing colours. One minute they were red, the next they were an icy blue. Her wings were similar to Medhsnuja's with the claws on top and the leathery appearance. Her right arm was holding a familiar item. A replica of Medhsnuja's own sword Death except slight smaller and built for a smaller person. She suddenly licked her lips as she hovered in front of Medhsnuja beside the other deamon, awaiting orders, her forked tongue a bizzare shade of purple. Medhsnuja smiled and beckoned her forward, she dipping her head in respect whilst the other deamon grovelled on the ground, glaring at Azkora, hoping he was to be his dinner. Medhsnuja grabbed the female and kissed her roughly, she responding equally. She was his Captain and Keeper of Order of his deamons in the deamon world. And she was also his favourite female. As anyone might be able to guess. Medhsnuja suddenly let her go, his crimson eyes glittering for a hunger that wasn't allowed at this precise moment, and she flew back a little and hisssed as she spoke Netsib emg Balib uw Gienumt, qi lyfi su tibfi! Qhes yt ys shes oua qyth uw at? He smiled and told them where to position themselve, which they did straight away, the male deamon still watchin Azkora as he'd make a nice snack...</font>
ooc:like my female deamon?? I might make her an actual character... what do you think?</font>
