Azrael: Schultz
I looked at the small pup I had brought in from outside. She was a mutt from what I could tell, Rottweiler mixed with pit and maybe some boxer. The dog's fur was all black except for a patch of brown extending from her neck down to cover the top of her chest. I had to carry her inside as one of her legs looked broken. She was skin-and-bones with small scabs here and there, and one of her eyes was milky. I considered putting the pup out of her misery when I first saw her, but I had always liked dogs and had always wanted one. Plus I wanted to practice healing and blood magic. Oh, and I wanted a familiar.
Of course I could always summon a demon, but demons were unpredictable, their motives were too inhuman to be understood. A dog was much easier to understand: treat a dog
