Name: Ociana (o-she-ana)
Gender: Female.
Personality: Ociana is sweet, calm and friendly. She loves to walk in forests, and enjoys looking at gardens. Ociana is also very arty, and loves to paint the landscapes around her wherever she goes, her favourite to paint are mountains or flowers.
Story: Ociana raced down the path beside the hill, holding her paintbrush, a bag, and her paint pad. I'll sit here. She thought to herself.
She ran towards the bench at the top of the hill, and sat. "Oh cool. I have to paint this!" She whispered, gazing at the breathtaking views of fields after fields and mountains in the distance. She untied her small ribbion tied bag, and peered inside. I need... greens, to paint the grass. Yellows... Blues... Ooh! I need my palette! Ociana took her things out and placed them on the bench beside her. She undscrewed the lids on her acrylics, and squeezed a small bit of each one one one of the spaces on her palette. She reached into her bag again; this time taking out a tub of water with a lid on. She took off the lid and put it on the other side of her. Hmm. Ociana thought, tapping her paintbrush on her paint pad, Where do I start... Ociana dipped her paintbrush in the blue paint, and painted a few blue lines across the top of her page. She then dipped her brush in the water and painted over it, making the paint go further....
About 2 hours later, she glanced at her finished landscape pcture, and then at the real thing. Yes! She thought, fist pumping the air, It's done! Ociana quickly packed up all her things, stood up, and walked down the hill, smiling. I know where I'm going to put this! She started running, and pushed open the door to a small room, her blue fur flattening , as she was now out of the wind. She sat down at the table and thought, Another painting for my wall!
Quitting.