|Adin is probably the best known of my OC's at them moment, as he has dominated most of my submitted artworks this year.|
Reserved | Easily Destracted | Brooding | Playful | Deep Thinker | Selfish | Diligent | Doubtful |
Disliking attention, he usually does little to draw said attention to himself. He's ok with two or three, but more than that and he seems to fade into the background of silence.
He is ridiculously easy to destract and often wanders off in thought to himslef. This can make him seem to space out when he needs to be paying attention to something else.
If something is bothering him, he tends to recluse himself, hiding away from friends to think. He tends to think too much about some things, almost to the point of being unhealthy.
He won't pass up a chance to tease in a harmless manner, or play a game. Short games of tag, or hide and seek are highly enjoyed.
Even if he doesn't always voice his thoughts, he's always got something on his mind. From why the rivers only go down hill, to why do spiders look the way they do, he can reason out most things to himself. He gives up on something if it doesn't seem to have a clear answer at the time.
He's often not too giving when it comes to his belongings or food. Especially his food. If he really has to give it up, or someone he respects asks it of him, he'll give in, but otherwise, what's his is his and not yours.
As a student, he always tries to remember everything. If he's asked to do something he usually gets it done by the time he needs to, even if it's not quite done the way it should have been. Though this stretch of attention will wear him out after a few hours.
He has a strong sence of failure and often doubts his actions before taking them. His self confidence is pretty low most of the time, so he doesn't try as hard as he should. He thinks there may not be much point to it if he does.
Character Developments and challenges:
Erythros has weak lungs due to irresponsible breeding. His endurance is shot as a result. If he has to do anything too hard, he looses his breath and has to stop for a while, until he's recovered enough to start again. He can't run long distance, or carry much of a load. This makes fighting a challange too, as he can't endure drawn out fights. If forced to keep going, he'll eventually black out.
Mother: king cheetah, breeder.
Father: Albino Cheetah, Tickled.
Siblings: none known, though may have many.
see...well none yet
-Genetics- (passable traits. Important for cubs later)
Cheetah spots, ''bald'' or without mane as an adult.
Recessive: (All (aa))
Erythronistic coloration, silver eyes, toe markings.
Albino fur, Tickled, retained mane, stocking markings.
Likes: Soft things, flirting, hunting, play fighting.
Dislikes: getting wet, cold! Being the center of attention. Criticism. Strenuous activity.
Age: nine months
Breed: Cheetah Erythronistic mutation
Description: Reddish colored cheetah adolescent with cream mane. Strongly built and shy of people.
He wears a breast plate that slides over his head and buckles around his back. A matching saddle of hardened leather on a shaped wooden base can be attached via ties threaded through some reinforced holes in both the saddle and breastplate. The saddle must be removed first to access the buckle to remove the breast plate. If absolutely necessary, he can slide out of his turtle like armor backwards and make a run for it.
He was born to his red king cheetah mother in the home of her master. He grew up with two siblings, and his watchful father, an albino with violet eyes. They had originally been breed for their unique coats, but as the cubs grew stronger and bigger, the master instructed that they be trained to fight. After being separated from his family and locked in a cage, only his father came to see him. They were not plesent visits either, for his father trained him fiercely how to fight, for he didn't want to see his son killed in the rings.
Erythros was owned by a rich merchant who inherited his wealth. The man made a bet with a guard after seeing his cat in action during a ring fight, and lost the bet. The bet intailed that if the guardsman's cat won the fight without killing him, that he would win a sum of money and the cheetah. If the cheetah was killed or if the guardsman's cat lost, he would owe the merchant money. The guardsman's cat managed to beat the cheetah without killing him, and so won her master money and the cat. After the fight, Erythros's new owner took care of his wounds, carrying him home, and gave him food. When he had recovered enough, his new owner started a rigerous training schedule. He was properly introduced to his master's other cat, Emerald.
It wasn't long before he tired of this training and took advantage of his master's trust, fleeing in the night after slipping his rope.
Erythros had been wandering for most of the night. The rain had held off, and he could see the beginning of the day just coming up under the edges of the overhanging clouds.
- Now you've gone and done it, Rith.- he thought, stepping on a dew ridden patch of grass. - You've really done it now. No home to go to, and I can't just go back.
He glanced again at the silouette of the city before continuing along his path. He'd never been able to go so far. Frankly he'd never known a world outside of the city. His masters had both kept him inside the walls his short life. Even if his second master didn't cage him, he wasn't about to go back and be beaten for running away. His first master had done that many times when he wandered as a smaller cub. Erythros doubted that his second master's cat would be pleased to find him crawling back either. She'd been the type to not tolerant those she saw as weak, not even cubs.
Emerald had been a harsh teacher.
When he fell from so much training, the older soldier would make him get up and keep on going...until he couldn't anymore. Then he'd wake up tied to his post, where his master had put him after the shecat had finished with him. He could say he didn't miss her. He looked again at the hills he'd been wandering and saw before him an open landscape. A river cut its way around a shallow stoney bank, and trees ringed the other side. Trees. A place to hide, to sleep. Where food might hide....
Food? How the heck was he supposed to find food out here?
i hand draw most of my stuff so......yeah....it takes a while to get stuff up.......that is if people ask for request pics.......which i do do.|
Current Residence: ...i'll leave this to curiosity
Favourite genre of music: cristian rock, techno, smooth jazz and what i like to call, smooth rock.
Favourite style of art: cartoon style. just have fun with it
Operating System: my computer? got a dell laptop.
Favourite cartoon character: Garet from my favorite movie
Personal Quote: "a life worth living is often missunderstood, rairly fair, and never going to be eazy"