Post by Tera on Aug 20, 2015 0:59:27 GMT -6
Name:
Winchester
Age:
3 years old
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Bi-sexual
Genetics:
o/Bbl/Dd/dmdm/ii/Ss/CC/ww/AA/SpSp/LL/mkmk
Breed:
Savannah Cat
Size:
Large and Lanky
Eye color:
Brown - Green
Coat color:
Brown - Black - White - Cream - Light brown
Coat length:
Short
Markings:
Brown Spotted Tabby with White
Distinct features:
Circles on his pelt, stretching all across his body, White covering his chest and stretching down to his paws. Slightly pointed ears.
Personality:
Loyal - Stubborn - Dark - Wise - Childish - Humor finding - Impatient - Grumpy - Strong at heart - Tough - Dominant - Cocky - Sassy - Wild - Challenging
History:
Winchester was born to the east of this place, his mother raising him and three others. His siblings were all girls, making his life even worse with no male to confide in. He took things into his own paws, deciding what males should be like in his own mind. He started acting tough, rigid around the edges. He was harsh to his sisters and childish in many ways. He was wild, he thought highly of his breed and thought any other breed was worthless. But, as they grew up together, his sister changed his mind about being high and mighty. She showed him love, caring, and stubbornness. Because, she loved a different breed cat, and wanted his approval. Winchester caved in, he accepted the cat but decided to leave by the age of one year. He left his mother, his family. He wanted adventure and things to go his way. He did find adventure, that's for sure. He had found a gang of cats that were picking on other cats that weren't the same breed, something he would have turned into. They were all Maine Coons, owning the places and forcing smaller cats to do as they commanded. He forced his way a name in the parts, challenging the leader of the group. He won the fight, but came out bloody. For once he escaped, the other members had attacked him and brought him near-death. He respects life, due to the fact a band of small cats that were tired of being pushed around, came to save him from the nasty battle. He stayed with the small band of cats for 6 months, making sure everything was fine and that they would be safe. He was still dark and mysterious, floating in and out of their lives. But when he finally left, he left for something more. He turned 3 recently, learning that his father was dead from his mother who had sent a bird messenger. He lost the rest of his family to some wild dogs. He was distraught, and ran away from the bird. But the bird followed, keeping close eye on him and his travels.
Echo-Doodle Surprise!
Winchester
Age:
3 years old
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Bi-sexual
Genetics:
o/Bbl/Dd/dmdm/ii/Ss/CC/ww/AA/SpSp/LL/mkmk
Breed:
Savannah Cat
Size:
Large and Lanky
Eye color:
Brown - Green
Coat color:
Brown - Black - White - Cream - Light brown
Coat length:
Short
Markings:
Brown Spotted Tabby with White
Distinct features:
Circles on his pelt, stretching all across his body, White covering his chest and stretching down to his paws. Slightly pointed ears.
Personality:
Loyal - Stubborn - Dark - Wise - Childish - Humor finding - Impatient - Grumpy - Strong at heart - Tough - Dominant - Cocky - Sassy - Wild - Challenging
History:
Winchester was born to the east of this place, his mother raising him and three others. His siblings were all girls, making his life even worse with no male to confide in. He took things into his own paws, deciding what males should be like in his own mind. He started acting tough, rigid around the edges. He was harsh to his sisters and childish in many ways. He was wild, he thought highly of his breed and thought any other breed was worthless. But, as they grew up together, his sister changed his mind about being high and mighty. She showed him love, caring, and stubbornness. Because, she loved a different breed cat, and wanted his approval. Winchester caved in, he accepted the cat but decided to leave by the age of one year. He left his mother, his family. He wanted adventure and things to go his way. He did find adventure, that's for sure. He had found a gang of cats that were picking on other cats that weren't the same breed, something he would have turned into. They were all Maine Coons, owning the places and forcing smaller cats to do as they commanded. He forced his way a name in the parts, challenging the leader of the group. He won the fight, but came out bloody. For once he escaped, the other members had attacked him and brought him near-death. He respects life, due to the fact a band of small cats that were tired of being pushed around, came to save him from the nasty battle. He stayed with the small band of cats for 6 months, making sure everything was fine and that they would be safe. He was still dark and mysterious, floating in and out of their lives. But when he finally left, he left for something more. He turned 3 recently, learning that his father was dead from his mother who had sent a bird messenger. He lost the rest of his family to some wild dogs. He was distraught, and ran away from the bird. But the bird followed, keeping close eye on him and his travels.
Echo-Doodle Surprise!
