[Jinx.]

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Username;;Utterly.
Purgo Name;;Jasper
Gender;;Male
Personality;; blunt. humble. nonchalant
Favourite bird and why;;
My favorite bird above all is the Downy Woodpecker. I love the little suckers. They're so rare, so vibrant against the dusty orange of our planet...so cold against the warm color. And I can sill remember the day I saw the ones I loved gone.
I was a raider at the time. I went into the business of being a messenger for a well-known miser. He had a good rep within the community, but I never knew he affiliated in such a suspenseful business in the dark. He offered me a place to stay if I formed a contract with him, binding me to this job until "death do us apart" and stuff. So I took it. I didn't really have any experience staying in an actual house and thought it would be cool. I'd always camped out by the trees in an oasis a little ways from the capital.
After I got off of my nighttime job, I became his active early morning carrier. I'd watch my back all the time and sneak around. And I always delivered quickly and efficiently. He loved me so much that I got a room right beside his.
Well, one day during my leisure time, I was walking back to my room to rest up when I heard an odd sound. Now I may have sounded like a dumb kid,but I'd never heard the sound of pecking on wood before. It was so unfamiliar that I had to take a rain check and find its source. And although it took me a few minutes, I indeed found the room where it was coming from. There a hallway down from my room was another containing nothing but a caged sanctuary. In it were the birds.

The Downy Woodpeckers.

They were so soft to the eye. They reminded me so much of myself. They were ensnared in the sanction of their captor, but they retained their beauty. They were the same white as me, a gentle color like the stuff called ice that I'd seen in books. Their markings were like sprawled ink Calligraphy. And best of all were the red crest that adorned the back of their petite heads. It was in that moment of scrutiny that I knew I had to have a room next this one. A room by two beautiful birds that were like me.
So later that night I was set on asking the miser. And of course he didn't mind. I was his favorite after all.
After that phenomenon, day after day the sound of the woodpeckers woke me up, but it brought me a sense of companionship. And I was always able to wake up on time. This went on for months and months on end. But then it all came crashing down. All of it.
I went to say my goodbyes to the Woodpeckers as was my routine now. The miser had asked me some time before if I'd thought the birds were beautiful. I said yes. I was their caretaker then , and every morning I cleaned their cage before leaving. I had to deliver a particularly unimportant message that day. Just another death threat the miser had wrote to those "abusing" his service he said. It only took me a good 20 minutes to deliver, and then I was headed back.
I arrived back at the manor, but there was no sound of chirping birds or pecking on wood or any sound I looked forward to for that matter. There was no noise at all. I knew something was wrong. But I didn't realize how wrong. I immediately rushed into the house and banked left. The door to the room of my woodpeckers was open. My blood was icy as I walked in, and I couldn't bear it if something had happened to them. All I could do was sink to the floor.
There lay the miser by the birdcage. The two woodpeckers were lying beside him like two cold, white stones. Someone had apparently recognized the miser's leisurely business and was angry about it, or so the police told me. I can't remember much of anything after that. Everything became a blur. But now I'm a Centurion. I figured I became one because of the woodpeckers. I remember the snowy white of their down and the red spot on their heads. I loved that about them. And the red spot on the the back of their heads. That was amazing. I could never forget the sound of their pecking waking me up or their beautiful orbs of eyes.I failed them as caretakers that day. I never want to feel cold and empty again, and I love them for helping me realize that.
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Winner! Congratulations! You've been added to the ref cx

[Utterly.]

*Squees loudly*
Thank you so much!This is actually the first adoptable I've ever had or tried out for, so milestone achieved XD .Thank you owo.