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Sash has a minion!

Aeris the Arctic Chirrup

Sash
Legacy Name: Sash

The

Glacier Demi
Owner:

Milangta

Age: 14 years, 11 months, 6 days

Born: May 26th, 2009

Adopted: 11 years, 8 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: August 23rd, 2012

Pet Spotlight Winner
December 15th, 2011

Statistics

Level: 149
Strength: 308
Defense: 331
Speed: 314
Health: 330
HP: 330/330
Intelligence: 251
Books Read: 251
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Maid

GIVE ME BACK MY PITCHERS, YOU BLOODY BIRD!

It was a fine day at Peka Glade, the warm sunlight cast a gentle orange sheet over the lush green treetops, the birds chirped happily on the branches, and the butterflies danced among the wildflowers. Not far from the base of an old willow tree, an Arctic Chirrup scanned its surroundings. It was holding something shiny between its wings, a pitcher of some sort. The air was still, except for the few occasional breezes rustling through the tall blades of grass. It seemed to be a quite peaceful morning - perhaps a little too peaceful. The Arctic Chirrup tightened its wings around the pitcher, as if it was protecting it from something or someoneâ€¦ Suddenly, a large shadow hovered over the Chirrup, and before it had the chance to look up and make its greatest escape, a furry creature landed directed on top of it, â€˜crushingâ€™ the bird under its furry paws. â€œGOTTCHA!â€ A shriek followed, feathers flew everywhere, and the bird was knocked out.

It wasnâ€™t always like this between Sash and Aeris. They were once good friends and partners in crime. It would seem that ever since their unexpected encounter in the back of a dark storage building, they had developed a strong bond. You may say, â€˜What a strange place to meet someone!â€ and it certainly may be, my friend, but perhaps not if you are a thief. Both Sash and Aeris are thieves who made a habit of stealing from the richest merchants with the finest products, but unlike traditional thieves who steal and sell for a profit, they hoarded their loots! Sash claimed that he was a lost Arctic prince merely restoring the stolen properties of his kingdom from its ancient raiders. As for Aeris, the thrill of stealing was enjoyment enough. Strange, isnâ€™t it? Nevertheless, Sash and Aeris decided that it would be a better idea to team up. With Aerisâ€™ help, Sash would be able to access the more secure storage; likewise, Aeris would be able to raid a lot more items within a shorter period of time. It was a perfect plan.

With their combined â€˜talentsâ€™ and efforts, Sash and Aeris proved that they were right. They successfully raided one safe house after another. Their plunder grew every day, expanding to the point where they had a hard time keeping everything hidden from the merchants, who had already become aware of their missing properties. Within days, an alert was put out to the public, and the hunt was on. And this was when things began to go south for the lively pair.

It was a snowy night; Sash and Aeris were out for another mission. They heard that the token shop would be restocking within the next day or two, and that some of the sale items were currently being stored in the very south of the Arctic Frost Regional Safe House. The two had been there once before. The security was definitely not the best in the world and it was not particularly difficult to break in. Sash and Aeris decided to make their move at midnight, right after the security inspection check. As usual, Aeris led the way, making sure the coast was clear before Sash moved to crack the front door security code. Everything went exactly as they planned; within 10 minutes, they found themselves standing at the doorway of a massive storage room filled with potions, minions, and plushies. They stood in awe. Overseeing this mountain of treasures, they both regretted not bringing an extra bag with them. This was the jackpot! Immediately, Sash filled the bag with 20 Ornate Floral Pitchers, that looked exactly like the ones in his palace (although the accuracy of his â€œpalaceâ€ story has not been validated yet)! Whereas Aeris, completely mesmerized by the swirling rainbow colors, took out the Ornate Floral Pitchers, and started to replace them with the Spectrum Potions. â€˜Why would anyone want 20 empty pitchers anyway?? The spectrum potions are so much prettier!â€™

â€œNO!â€ Once Sash took notice of what Aeris was doing, he snatched the bag away so fast that he knocked Aeris out of the way, sending him rolling directly into a pile of Nightmare Potions. BAM! Aeris crushed into the base of the potion tower. Before either of them had time to react, potion bottles started to rain down everywhere, making thunderous crashes in the storage room. Colors and smoke splashed everything, staining the Lambi doll black and made an Emo Raincloudâ€¦ even more emo! Then something even worse happened! The security siren went off, sending a series of blazing sounds throughout the entire building. Surely, something this loud was bound to trigger the alarm!

â€œWHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO???â€ Sash panicked, and then did the worse thing that he could have possibly done! In his panic, he maneuvered his way through piles of mess and escaped with his bag of pitchers just before the arrival of an army of security, leaving Aeris behind all by himself! Needless to say, we could all predict the end of this story - Aeris was locked away for a very long time, and he was very angry. Anyone would be; there was nothing more hurtful compared to the betrayal of a friend! During Aerisâ€™ stay in Keithâ€™s prison, he made the decision that if he were ever to get out, he would steal ALL of Sashâ€™s pitchers and hide them in places that Sash would never find! â€˜Nobody messes with an Arctic Chirrup! Nobody!â€™

It was two months after Aerisâ€™ release. He found himself traveling all over Subeta with pitchers that he did not even care about, and even more so, he was constantly on the look out for his life to avoid being murdered by an angry glacier Demi that was chasing him! But he did not care; in fact, he was happy to have finally found something entertaining to do that doesnâ€™t require breaking the law. â€˜Sash will never get his paws on those pitchers, never again! So long as he lives!â€™ Aeris nodded in determination, as he latched on the pitcher handle with his talon and marked his next destination, Peka Glade, just a little south of Centropolisâ€¦