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gilligan

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canis lupus dingo | fire | gil muir

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gil muir, aptly given the nickname of gilligan, is a large dingo with sallow grey fur and dark cognac brown eyes. he is almost seven feet in length and five feet at sophia’s shoulder, and is two times as large as his non–magical brethren. the kindling of flames is all the canine knows — his presence is often marked with a strong smell of burnt wood, the embers and charcoal ash making for a very intense scent that almost always makes those around him grimace in disgust. even his eyes seem to flicker with flames around the irises, his maw exhaling gaseous smoke that chokes his enemies and stifles the air. it makes for a good getaway tactic in a tough spot.[break][break]

gilligan is a seemingly the old–fashioned type, often remarking how “idiotic” the younger generation is becoming, and is prone to sarcasm and fits and raw rage in battle with sophia at his side. he is rude, but not overly so to the point where it is impossible to hold a conversation with him. he is blunt, egotistical and speaks to sophia a strong accented rasp, as if the smoke he emits from his mouth has injured his vocal chords. much like his charming owner, he has a heart of gold underneath all the soot — he does enjoy helping those who need it ( with proper payment afterward, of course ) and likes to help sophia with her endeavors of thievery and acts of robin–hood–like charity... when he feels like it, however.[break][break]

due to his immense size, his only accessories are only reins, as sophia has taken to the habit of riding his back to get to place to place; having a muzzle around his mouth that is decorated finely with bright amber jewels. these reins are always on his body when summoned, but they are removed during battle.[break][break]

his catchphrase is, “evil spelled backward is live, after all.”