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I got him!!! YAY!!! I'M SO HAPPY!!! ***End Edit*** ***Edit*** Looks a little better in the small view ***End Edit*** This is my entry for *SterlingRuinsFall337's "Adopt a Peakitt" contest thing. =3 First I'd like to say, I'm sorry for the crappy quality of the picture. My scanner is dead and my camera is too. So all I had was my cell camera, which SUCKS in the quality department. The picture looks SO MUCH BETTER in person. His fur looks kinda peachy orange, but it really is pink! I swear! lol =.= *FAIL* It really does look better in person... I'll try to get a better pic up. If I can't, this will be my final entry. Moving on to some information about the picture itself. This is my first attempt at a cat/kitten, so don't tell me what's wrong with it. I know my flaws. This is like the 8th sketch I did of Fiyero. My first 7 were so horrible. And this is my first time actually outlining in the thin black markers, which was fun. And it's been so long since I colored! I had to practice Fiyero's coat patter for like an hour. =.= Anywho, this pic took about 3 hours for me to do, from start to finish (not including the other sketches and coloring practices). I decided to do kinda smooth lines for his design instead of the fluffy lines, because I think it looks a little better. As for Fiyero himself, he is crying in case you couldn't see. Okay, so now onto the other info! YAY! Name: Fiyero Age: 5 weeks old Death: Fiyero was the perfect kitten any girl could want. The only problem was that his owner was not any girl. Not even a girl at all. Fiyero's owner was a bratty 7 year old boy. The boy's mom worked a lot and didn't have money for a babysitter, so she would have to take her son to work with her. He was such a handful in the office, she wanted to get him something to occupy his time. She thought and thought and finally she came up with a plan. She would get him a pet. Keep him busy and teach him how to take care of a living creature. That afternoon, before she picked up her son from school, she stopped by the pet store. The main display was a new litter of kittens, not even 6 weeks old. She picked out the only white and black and fell in love. Surely her son would too? With that, she called an assistant over and asked him to hold the kitten while she gathered all the necessities for the new addition to the family. As she pulled up to the school, her son bounded up to the car. She said she had a surprise for him. All her son did was slam the car door and put on his seat belt, not remotely interested in his 'surprise'. His mother started rambling about something as he just sat there, thinking of how awesome it would be to meet Spiderman. As they pulled up to the mother's office, she went around to the back of the car, opened the trunk of her minivan and grabbed the pink carrying case (it was the only one left in the store). She grabbed the hand of her son and walked into the building. As she seated herself at her desk, she placed the carrying case that held the new cat, Fiyero she decided to call him, on the floor next to her son. She told him to open it and look inside. He did so. At first the boy didn't understand. A kitten? What? Then he had an idea. The boy smiled up at his mother and said thank you. He took out Fiyero by his scruff. Around his neck was a blue ribbon. His mother was already at work, and so were the boy's evil plots. He snuck away from his mother and headed towards the elevator. Fiyero was nuzzling and cuddling the boy, trying to get him to scratch his chin. The boy ignored his new pet. As the elevator doors opened, the boy stepped inside, still holding his new kitten by the scruff. He pressed the top floor button and waited. When the doors reopened, he could see the clear blue sky. It was the roof. His mother had always told him to not come up here, but how could he carry out his plan otherwise? He walked over to the ledge. He looked down over the rail. "Let see how well you can fly, kitty!" And with that, Fiyero was thrown over the rail and plummeted downwards 23 floors. The boys mother rushed poor Fiyero to the vet, amazed he was still breathing, and furious at her son for doing such a thing! The vet shook his head at the bloodied heap of fur. Just as the vet told the mother that there was nothing he could do, Fiyero took his last breath. Personality: Fiyero is a lovably little kitten. He does everything in his power to please people. He is kind of shy around other animals. He loves to hang around humans, but stays away from little boys, afraid of what will happen if he goes near them. Fiyero will sometimes cry himself to sleep wishing he had known what had made his only owner hate him so much that he'd kill him. The memory haunts him and has changed Fiyero forever. He still will go to the boy's house sometimes to try to figure out the mystery. As he grows older, he will eventually stop seeking out the answers and just accept the truth. Also, he will become more isolated as he grows for he will soon not be able to stand being around others. Unusual abilities: Fiyero's wings will mature earlier than a regular Peakitt and will be able to fly at a young age. He can also become invisible. He is very quick and agile. His favorite time of the day is at night when no one can see him. No matter what, he is invisible to the human eye at night. Fiyero also has a healing ability that allows him to heal rapidly after being injured. Art, summary, and Fiyero © Me Special thanks to *SterlingRuinsFall337 for allowing me to adopt him! |
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Once we pull the pin, Mr. Grenade is no longer our friend.
Life in a Vacuum sucks.
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We say we love flowers yet we pluck them. We say we love trees yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afriad when told they are loved.
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Once we pull the pin, Mr. Grenade is no longer our friend.
Life in a Vacuum sucks.
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I like the name too. Went to a site and saw the name and fell in love with it. <3
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We say we love flowers yet we pluck them. We say we love trees yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afriad when told they are loved.
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Icon template made by =Nighthyena and colored by me
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★ 100% FEMALE Car Enthusiast! ★
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We say we love flowers yet we pluck them. We say we love trees yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afriad when told they are loved.
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Icon template made by =Nighthyena and colored by me
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★ 100% FEMALE Car Enthusiast! ★
i love this little guy, so cute.
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