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Barnaby has a minion!

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Barnaby
Legacy Name: Barnaby

The

Field Serpenth
Owner:

Lantern

Age: 11 years, 2 months, 1 week

Born: February 15th, 2013

Adopted: 11 years, 2 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: February 15th, 2013

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 10
Defense: 14
Speed: 10
Health: 15
HP: 15/15
Intelligence: 1
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Patty Flipper

CREDITS

profile template (c)

helix (get it)
other credits go here

the snake-handler

notes and such

WORK IN PROGRESS. GO AWAY.
~10 years ago~
"Look at this one mama! It's called an Emerald Tree Boa! Aren't they cool?" Barnaby exclaimed enthusiastically, holding up an encyclopedia.

His mother looked up from her cross stitching and cringed. "Oh son, put those books away. Foul creatures, snakes are." She returned her attention down to her stitching. Barnaby's smile faded away and closed the book, pulling it against his chest.

"...I don't think they're that bad." he mumbled as he walked back to his room.

~Present Day~
Barnaby's father looked at his watch impatiently. "Where is that boy?" he grumbled with a furrow in his brow.
"No doubt outside." replied his mother while securing her earrings, "Go bring him in; we have to leave soon."

His father let out a sigh and headed for the backdoor. Barnaby sat crouched on the balls of his feet looking at something in the grass. He looked up when he heard his father walk across the patio. "Dad!" he shouted in a whisper, "Come look at what I found!". His father approached him, Barnaby put a finger up to his own lips then pointed down in the grass. "It's a kingsnake."

Barnaby's father's eyes went wide. "Get away from that thing!" he snapped, pulling Barnaby away from the snake. His father grabbed a shovel from the tool shed. Barnaby shouted and tried to stop his father, but the snake was dead with one blow from the shovel. Barnaby collapsed to his knees in the grass.

"D-Dad?! Why did you kill him?!" he cried out, looking up at his father.
"Snakes are pests, son. They should be exterminated." his father replied sternly.
"But he was harmless! Kingsnakes aren't even venomous-!" Barnaby pleaded as he stood up.
"Enough, Barnaby! You're 19 now and you need to start acting like it! You're always out here messing with Lord knows what!" he shouted in rage, " Now, get in the house, clean yourself up, and meet your mother and I in the car. We have to be at church in 20 minutes."

Barnaby's eyes teared up as his father went back into the house.