[Paradise Lost]

Congrats lemondropkitten, and I hope you enjoy little Mar

Mar (means Sea in Spanish.)
I chose this name for him because he reminded me of the sea, plus, I really love the name. I've known of the name Mar since I looked it up a couple months ago, but never found a character I thought fit the name. When I saw this guy, I immediately though Mar was the perfect name for him. It's simple, it's short, and it's nice sounding, and I feel it fits this sea loving Marble Cat, or at least I think so. I thought of the sea when I saw him, though I have no idea why, and when I thought of the sea I thought of Mar, thus I decided to name him Mar, since no other name I could think of seemed to fit him better them Mar. I hope you like the name as much as I do, I truly think it fits this handsome MC.

Male, as you can see by his extra fluffiness ;3

Born to the sea.
Mar is a sea cat, simply as can be. The smell of the salty air and the sound of waves lapping against the rocky outcroppings, the small crevices in the rocks, the stems of grass shooting through the stone to bring color to a world of gray, the call of seagulls and other seabirds, and the small pools of freshwater on the shore. Without those things, Mar feels lost, vulnerable, and exposed. He hatched in one of the many rock crevices around the sea, and that is where he lives. It is his home and he would not change that for the world. His heart beats only for the sea, he breaths only for the sea, and flies above the dangerously high waves only for the sea. The mist spraying against him, the forever lasting threat that the wind will churn him down into the waves, and the pounding of his own heart in excitement as he swoops down into the water to pluck a piece of fresh seaweed, his favorite food, from the top of the water, that's what makes him feel alive. He is forever will be a Marble Cat of the sea.
Lives for danger.
Mar loves, no, needs to live on the edge. You cannot change that, and neither can he. From the moment he took his first breath of salty sea air, he was a cat always looking for danger. And really, if you live at the edge of the sea, there are dangers at every turn, in every shadow, and under every wave. Sharks, whales, seagulls and over sea birds, dolphins, fish, and other sea animals would gladly pluck him up and have him for lunch. And Mar knows that. Even the waves would swallow him up without mercy, and yet he lives on, the wind pushing him this way and that, the spray of mist from the sea soaking his fur, and his wings, battered and yet still able to keep him flying, painful as water drops fall on them with such force they make Mar shake. And yet he searches for seaweed and small shrimp above the water, avoiding the waves with quick moves and little grace. Finally, spotting a piece of seaweed, he lunges forward, and grabs it in his teeth. The danger is over. His heat beat slows, and he flies and lands with quiet delicacy in a rocky crevice to eat. As you can probably tell, Mar would be very unhappy living in a home, even if it was near the sea. He lives, needs, and loves danger.
Shy.
You ask why such a brave little Marble Cat like Mar is shy? Well, I can tell you. Mar has never seen another of his kind. He assumes any animal other then himself wants to kill him. When he first met Iris, why, poor Mar was terrified, hiding in a rocky crevice so all you could see was the glow of his whiskers. Iris was confused, she asked the stranger what was wrong, and finally Mar came out after about a half hour of just staring at Iris. He finally realized the gray female Marble Cat looked like him, talked like him, and didn't seem like she wanted to eat him for dinner. Mar was still shy, and a bit ancy too, even the familiar sound of seagull cries made him jump. He always gets this way around other Marble Cats, and doesn't know why. He told Iris about this, and after she introduced Mar to Cotton and Bella, she told him that they would come to visit only once in a while, as to not make him feel so shy and ancy. This was fine with Mar, but he finds it nice to have three nice friends. The sea is a lonely place, with only the sea and the sky and the stars to keep Mar company, but he is happy with just knowing a few other Marble Cats. He is absolutely terribly shy if a new Marble Cat wanders towards the sea, but he just hides in a dark crevice until the new Marble Cat goes away.
A stargazer.
There is nothing (except the sea, of course) that Mar likes better then stargazing. On cool nights, with the waves lapping at the rocks and the breeze ever threatening to carry Mar off, Mar will come out from the crevice he is in and sit on a high rock, the salty breeze blowing back his fur and his tails, his orb and whiskers adding a soft glow to the ever so dark night. He will then cock his head up to the sky, and gaze at the moon and the stars. He will also star at the reflection in the water, making it look like the moon was being lifted on a wave and crash onto the rocky outcropping, but yet the moon still hang on the sky, it's reflection dancing on the churning water as yet another wave lifts it up and crashes it against the rocks, followed by the stars. Every time Mar gets a spur of excitement, the beauty of the moon in it's self and the beauty of the reflection, the waves shimmering in the starlight and the lone cry of dolphins, some leaping over the waves, and on some nights, Mar even spots a shark or whale fin, gliding through the water with grace and speed. He has done this the whole time he has been alive, and to Mar, cloudy nights are the worst. He is a stargazing Marble Cat, drawn to the sea and the stars like moths to a flame.
Patient.
Mar is patient, as you would need to be if you spent hours searching for seaweed among the waves, or wait, hiding in a dark crevice, for a strange, new Marble Cat to leave. You also have to be patient in another form, patient to sleep with the constant sound of seagulls and the waves, the wet breeze finding it's way into the crevices where Mar sleeps, most Marble Cats would not be able to stand it. Mar loves it. His patient manor allows him to love it, as well as his personality. The sea is large, Mar is small, and though you may think he would find tons of seaweed floating about, as well as small shrimp, you are wrong. Most seaweed is under the water, making it impossible for Mar to reach. The only seaweed he can get floats at the top often carried away by a wave before Mar can get to it. And so Mar must be patient to be able to search the ocean for hours to find food. If Mar wasn't patient, he might not be able to live at the sea, but luckily he is patient, and will be as long as he lives at the sea.

✔ The sea
✔ Seaweed
✔ Small shrimp
✔ The misty spray of the sea
✔ The salty sea air
✔ Everything that has to do with the sea... except the predators
✔ Flying just above the waves
✔ Stargazing
✔ Danger
✔ Nighttime

✘ Predators
✘ When the sea water is calm
✘ Meeting new Marble Cats
✘ Cloudy nights
✘ Being tired and hungry
✘ Being completely dry (he likes the feel of wet fur)
✘ Being scared
✘ Getting salt water in his eyes
✘ Orcas (he especially doesn't like them)
✘ Finding seaweed, but then dropping it into the water by accident

x - a very pretty torbie and white

x - a beautiful Glasswing Butterfly

x - not sure what kind this is, but I think it's beautiful

x - this butterfly is simply stunning, don't you think?

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How I Became the Sea - by Owl City

June was the lobster shell,
I dug by hand, a haven that hid me well,
Beneath the sand,
The white windy waves washed in,
But I stayed dry,
The great breakers broke again,
'Cause I'm on and off inside.
And then, when the empress run aground,
And my eyes turned blue and green,
I heard a gorgeous sound,
And that's when it became a dream,
When the sky fell in,
When the hurricanes came for me,
I could finally crash again,
And that's how I became the sea.
I wrenched the engines off,
And dragged them down,
The depths turned the iron soft,
As they swiftly drowned,

And I brought the ocean side,
To its rusty knees,
As I felt the even tide,
Deep in my shallow dreams.
And then, when the empress run aground,
And my eyes turned blue and green,
I heard a gorgeous sound,
And that's when it became a dream,
When the sky fell in,
When the hurricanes came for me,
I could finally crash again,
And that's how I became the sea.
(When the sky fell in),
When the sky fell in,
(When the sky fell in),
When the hurricanes came for me,
I could finally crash again,
And that's how I became the sea,
That's how I became the sea,
That's how I became the sea.

Mar is a sea cat,
it's simple as can be.
The salty air
and danger,
even in the air,
is everywhere.
He only doesn't like
the sea
when salt water
gets in his eye
making him want to cry.

But he is a brave cat,
and he is a scarred cat,
who likes to be
alone.
Yet he has a crush,
a young little cat,
named Iris.
For some reason now,
he loves that name,
when he hadn't even thought
about it before,
that rainy, dark day he met her.

Mar is a sea cat,
it's simple as can be.
He needs the sea
to be happy
and free.

Mar blinked open his eyes suddenly and looked outside of the crevice. The rain poured down, and the thick fog and rain combined made it possible to fly. It had been two days almost, Mar was starving and soaking wet. His eyes burned from the salt water splashing in his eyes, making them water. He had been tempted to try to steal food from the seagull that had caught shrimp out at sea and landed next to his crevice, but it was too risky. The sea gull was large, and very protective of his food. Mar was small, and no match for a seagull. No matter how hungry he was. The rain made a pounding sound on the top of the crevice, and poured down like a waterfall, splashing Mar was water. He was at the deepest part of the crevice, where he had stored some dried seaweed for emergencies. He had been slowly nibbling at it these past rainy days, but only one strand of seaweed was left. Even though he could eat the whole thing willingly, he took only a small bite out of it and turned away, sighing heavily. Life at the sea was hard for Mar, but this rain made it even harder. He hoped the rain would lessen soon, perhaps the fog, too. The fog loomed over the sea, and the cloudy, cold, rainy nights where not fun for Mar. He wanted to go down to the small freshwater pools on the sandy shore, but the hard raindrops would put holes right through his delicate wings. He licked his paw with his dry tongue, and sadly stared out of the crevice. Suddenly, his ears flicked back, and peeked out of his den. What was that sound he heard? "Ow! Ouch!" A cry suddenly came, and a gray cat with wings came spiraling down, landing a little ways away from the crevice.

The cat got up, holding up one paw that looked awfully sore. "Shoot. Where the heck am I?" The cat growled, tails flicking. Poor Mar was terrified, he backed up to the very back of the crevice, trying to be as quiet of possible, but ended up starting to purr, as cats do when they are afraid. The gray cat heard Mar's purr over the lapping waves of the sea. Her fur was drenched, wings lay flat against her back. "Who's there?" She called. Mar didn't answer. But his purr answered by getting louder. The gray cat flicked her tails and followed the sound of Mar's purrs. "Hello?" She said, peering into the wrong crevice. Her voice echoed around the empty crevice and then continued toward Mar's crevice, his purr getting louder the closer she got. Finally, she reached Mar's crevice. "Don't eat me!" He whimpered, his tails curled around him and his face in his paws. He was shivering, too. The gray cat scoffed. "I'm not going to eat you!" She said. "Who are you?" She asked. "Y-You're not?" Mar said, lifting his head. "No! Haven't you ever seen another Marble Cat before?" She said. "N-No... who are you?" Mar asked, sitting up slightly, but his ears down from shyness. "I'm Iris. And you are...?" She asked, coming into the crevice, and Mar shoved himself against the wall of the crevice. "I'm Mar, cat of the sea." Mar shivered. "You actually live here?" Iris gasped. "It's so... wet!" She cried. "I live here. i like being wet. But the rain has been coming down to hard for me to hunt. Where did you come from?" Mar said. "A garden. By a house." Iris said, shaking her head. How can he live here? She thought to herself. "What's a 'house'?" Mar asked. "A place where humans live... you do know what humans are, don't you?" Iris said. "I know who a homan. They come fish down by the water. They are scary, which is why I live in the rocky area of this place. They don't come here often, it's too rocky for them." Mar said. "Human, not homan." Iris corrected. "And they're not too scary. They leave me, Cotton, and Bella alone, even though they have seen us." Iris said, flapping water off her wings. "Well, as long as you don't eat me, I suppose you can stay here..." Mar said, looking at Iris. She's kind of cute... he thought to himself, shaking water off his fur. "That would be great! I hope this stupid rain goes away." Iris said. Mar just shrugged and curled up in the corner of the crevice.
"Mar!" Iris called. "Wake up!" At the sound of her voice, Mar woke up with a start, heart pounding, for a moment he didn't remember who she was. Is this the end? is she going to eat me? Mar thought in terror. Then he remembered. "What? You almost gave me a heart attack!" Mar said, tail bristling. "Sorry. But look! It stopped raining and the fog is clearing!" Iris said, dashing outside of the crevice. Mar cautiously followed her, and it was true! The rain had stopped, the sky was clear, and the only fog was the ever lasting mist that drifted over the ocean. "Wonderful!" Mar said, catching an air current and started coasting over the water. "Wait for me!" Iris called playfully, leaping into the air after Mar. He whirled around to look at her. "It's too dangerous for you. You don't know how to catch the air currents or avoid the waves." Mar said. Iris rolled her eyes. "I'll be fine! And I'll help you hunt. Come on, lets go!" Iris said, and Mar rolled her eyes. He knew he couldn't convince her to stay behind. It was just dawn, the air was crisp and cool and smelled of sea salt. He took deep gulps of air and only needed to flap once in a while. Warm air currents mingled with the sea's cool air currents, and lifted Mar higher and higher, and just then, he realized Iris wasn't there. "Iris? Iris! Where are you?" He called, frantic. "Over here!" Iris's mumbled voice came from below Mar, and he looked down to see her diving down toward a clump of seaweed. And she didn't see the large wave coming towards her. "Look out, Iris!" Mar called. Iris looked up just as the wave swept over her, crashing her into the water. She let out a yowl of surprise, and then sank underwater. Mar dived down, keeping his wings flat,so he rocketed turned the water at a surprising speed. "Grab my tail!" Mar cried, seeing Iris trying to keep her head above the water. As he swooped over, she bit down on his tail, and he lifted her up, out of the water. Beating his wings hard, he saw that Iris was unconscious. He started to fly back to shore as fast as he could.

Mar landed on shore, panting, and bent over Iris. "Iris? Iris! Are you okay?" He cried. Iris coughed and spit out a mouthful of water, making a gagging sound. She blinked open her eyes, tongue lolling out of her mouth. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then closed it. "You okay?" Mar asked worriedly. "Fine." Iris coughed. "I wish I had listened to you, though." She said. "I told you so." Mar joked, and Iris rolled her eyes. "What are we going to do now? I'm hungry. I wish we had some nectar." She said, yawning and shaking water off her fur. "What's necta-" Mar started asking, but Iris cut him off. "Never mind." She said. Mar climbed into the crevice and pulled out the last bit of seaweed. "Here, you have this." mar said. "Thanks. It sure is dangerous at the sea, isn't it?" She said, starting to eat the seaweed, a strange expression on her face. "Yeah, it is. But I love dang-" Mar was cut off by Iris again. "You know, this seaweed is delicious!" She cried. Mar rolled his eyes. And then, for no reason, Mar started thinking about what had happened that day. He had met a new friend, saved her life, and learned that there was more cats in the world like him. He smiled, yawning slightly, and stretched. He was happy to have someone to talk to, and he was having fun with her. "You know, this was sure an interesting day." Iris said. Mar just nodded and smiled again.

By me
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The art above took about two and a half hours total. I wish I could have colored them, but I didn't have the right colored pencils ^^

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By my aunt
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Drawn by my aunt, shaded by me. Doesn't he look adorable? Thanks so much, aunt! <3

By Charchar2
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Well, for starters, he's amazing. Pure and simple. When I first saw him (I had clicked onto the Marble Cat thread to see if there were any for adoption) I almost fell out of my chair. When I found out you could now have five Marble Cats, I actually jumped out of chair and started running around the house in pure joy, startling my real life cats, who were staring at me, tails puffed up, like I had gone mad. I could finally get a male MC. I had always wanted one, but in the end, had ended up with my three baby girls. This guy has my favorite colors all rolled into one. His delicate colors and sweet design are perfect, and I just adore him. I had decided to wait a little bit to try for him, knowing if I tried for him early I would be a nervous wreck until the end date, heart thudding whenever someone makes a new post. But I finally gave into his pull, and I'm already super nervous. He is just super amazing, and I would feel super honored and happy to own such a beautiful boy. Not only is he a male Marble Cat, he is one of the prettiest male Marble Cats, at least in my mind. I can't express the love I have for him. Thank you for the chance at getting him and I wish everyone good luck!

Finished! ^^

[Flowerdust]

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Name;; Misu
Name meaning;; It means "rippling brook" in Native American Miwok
Gender;; male ♂
Age;; 1.5 years
Size;; 4.5 inches
Theme song;; Momentum- The Hush Sound

[~Vanilla~]

so pretty <3

[Tempest Rain]

My cat, Mizu, and him playing together in a snowstorm (art done by me)

Tempest Rain

Cats name:
Storm (Real name is Winter Storm) It it based on his colour, because his mother thought that he would be easily blended in the winter time and she knew that Winter Storm was the best name for him. Also, living up north I think this name is very relevant and has a deep meaning to me, it reminds me so much of where I live (Since it snows a lot in the winter time)


-╦̵̵͇̿̿̿̿ тняσυgн тнιcк αη∂ тнιη, тнєяє ωιℓℓ вє α ℓιgнт, тнαт ℓιgнт ωιℓℓ вє мє, ι ѕнαℓℓ ѕтєєя уσυ ση тσ тнє яιgнт ∂ιяєcтιση ƒσя тнє ѕαкє σƒ ωнαт'ѕ ℓєƒт тσ ƒιgнт ƒσя, ηєνєя gινє ιη, ηєνєя gινє υρ.╤───


Why you want him:
When I saw him, he gave me this nostalgic feeling, like memories flowing back to me, he reminded me of a cold winter evening, and since I am somewhere that snows quite fequently, this boy reminded me of a day when I was going for a late night jog, because I was trying to get in shape for sports and basketball, the light had faded away from the daytime and I looked up to the dark sky and saw a bit of northern lights through where the clouds hadn't reached across, it started snowing seconds later, everything was white except the bit of blue and green from the northern lights and the illuminating light from the street lights, and I guess this cat reminds me of that, which, those memories are linked with other stuff such as sports strangely enough, its like a giant web of memories I got by a first glance and this marble cat here. Its enchanting, to be honest, to have so many memories flow back from this beautiful cats design, that's why I will try everything possible to get him, he means too much for me to just let it go.

Personality:
He is a bit on the shy side, he never likes to involve himself much around others, but he can hold his ground and keep a conversation going and its not like he means to be shy, but ever since he was a kit, he has never had the support of his brothers or sisters since he left at such a young age, but he never lets that bring him down, he will always try his best to show others what he is made of. Storm is always looking for a good laugh, he has a sense of humour and is always trying his hardest. People have told him he always likes to impress his peers and loves being around a group of friends once he builds up his confidence. Storm likes being with other cats, but he also prefers being alone to gaze at the sky often, you know, just to get away from the world and go off into his own world, plus, can you blame him? There's Northern Lights out almost everytime of the year, which is another thing Storm looks forward to, is watching the Northern Lights, no matter how many times he see's them, they are still like an enchanting ribbon of colour, something so unearthly and so gorgeous its like being wrapped up in an everlasting dream full of memories. Storm's personality makes him very popular around other cats. Storm is a very outgoing cat and he loves playing pranks to get a good laugh out of things which tends to be misunderstood or misinterpreted by other cats but Storm believes not to ever take life too seriously, because its just no fun if you do, and yeah he may get made fun of for it every now and then, but there's no harm in being yourself, and Storm is all about being himself, he refuses to act on an outer image because he wants others to see who he really is, not what is shown on the outside, that way other cats grow to love his real character rather than his fake image.

"Hanging By A Moment" By Lifehouse


Desperate for changing, starving for truth
I'm closer to where I started, I'm chasing after you

I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held on to
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you

Forgetting all I'm lacking, completely incomplete
I'll take your invitation, you take all of me now

I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held on to
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you

There's nothing else to lose, there's nothing else to find
There's nothing in the world that can change my mind
There is nothing else
There is nothing else
There is nothing else

Story:
Flittering his wings and fluffing out his fur, Storm shivered in the freezing wind. Flurries twirled around him, turning the snow to a sparkling dust. The sky was dark and overcast as if the sun had set but the moon had never risen. Shadows danced across the ground moving with what light there was. The wind howled, the trees shuddered. Flicking a tail he jumped to the next spot, barely creating an indent in the snow, the branches bent, dipping snow to the ground, just barely jumping out of the way Storm escaped being buried under a pile of snow. Pricking his ears and sniffed. The twinkling shimmer of frost flakes on the summer grass made the scenery look like an enchanting dream. It was so unreal, a dream that you'd never want to wake up from.

Poem

The blistering winds
The shrill howling
Drifts of powder
Flurries of flakes

A blizzard so fierce
Snow so soft
Angels dancing down
Across the loft

A hollow so cozy
The outside so cold
The warmth of friends
Of a burning heart.



^Likes^
A good laugh
Winter or summer
Long chats
Honesty


xDislikesx
Hot temperatures
Arrogance


History:

"W-What..?" the she cat stuttered as she looked into the nursery noticing Winter Storm was missing. "Where did Storm go?!" She demanded in a rather startling tone. The one month old kits looked up at their mother in curiosity, obviously they hadn't known where their missing littermate went. The she cat took one more glimpse of the kits and growled low commanding warning for them to stay in the nursery, and immediately ran out into the blizzard.

The tree's were coated with iced over branches and the snowflakes twinkled in the sunlight that shone through the clouds. Storm had been anxiously awaiting the first snowfall of the season, and decided to wander down by the lakeshore since he was tired of having to stay in the musky nursery. He noticed a small drift of snow and pounced on it playfully and emerged from the snow, his fur had flecks of snow all over and he purred with amusement as he flicked his tail which blew snow in all sorts of directions. He had wandered quite far, and he had never actually known where the lake was, but he decided to go down a path that looked familiar to the stories his mother told him of when she went down to the lake. In the far distance an iced-over lake appeared from the mass of evergreens and willow trees and Storm, caught in awe stared at the marvelous lake in such an expression that you'd think that he'd just saw the best thing in his life, which, he thought he did. As he looked back from where he came from, he noticed his footprints fading away with the newly fallen snow covering where his paws made an indent. Storm knew he was probably a bit lost, but he also knew that there was no harm in staying by the lake a while. After contemplating on whether he should turn back, he decided to go headlong onto the lake. At last, he dashed onto the lake and mewed as his paws slid across the ice and he spun around happily. Loosing himself in this rare moment, he wandered too far into the middle of the shallow lake, almost immediately after he realized he had gone too far out, he felt the ice shatter from beneath him, he scrabbled to grab hold of ice, but his paws slipped and what he could grab onto was slipping away just like him, Storm panicked and was submerged into the icey waters, chills went up his spine as he tried to gasp for air. His attempts were useless and he paddled up towards the surface, but his efforts were wasted, the current was too strong and the chilling waters were dragging him into the lake bottom. This is it.. He thought morosely, my life is fading away before my eyes and I am only just a kit.. Why'd this happen to me..? Why did it have to happen.. Why.. His thoughts filled his mind as he sunk under the current, he hung lifelessly just letting the tides carry his limp body. Storm almost gave up, as he slowly closed his eyes he noticed a shadowed shape of a cat swimming towards him.. Was this.. The afterlife? Will I finally be free..? The world around him faded away and he slipped from consciousness.

He awoke with a start and found himself in a cavern. Dim light shone through the entrance, he tried to get up but cringed as his muscles shot pain through his limp body. Storm tried to remember what happened, then a lean, dark tabby tom cat walked in and he bowed his head politely. "Hey there." He said with a scratchy voice that eased up "I found you drowning down by the lake out there.. What do you think your doing going out on shallow ice like that?" Storm just looked at him. "Anyways.." The tabby meowed as he led the kit out of the den. "I had to take you somewhere so you wouldn't freeze." Storm looked around his surroundings. It had not been the same area that he has been familiar with. He was lost in a completely different territory and he shivered with the thought of never being able to see his mother anymore. "Its okay now, your safe with me, but you'll be living the rest of your life as a wanderer, so you could either come now with me and live off the land, or stand there and freeze to death." He padded off into the forest and Storm followed after, realising his new fate.


Interesting looking butterflies:
http://www.google.ca/imgres?num=10&hl=e ... x=50&ty=84
http://www.google.ca/imgres?num=10&hl=e ... x=69&ty=73
http://www.google.ca/imgres?start=216&n ... i:103&#40; (would make an adorable marble cat<3)

Bid: Sent! ^^


Art:(All art on this form was made by me)

[wolfpuppies]

Username: wolfpuppies
Name: Jakyril (jock-key-rill)
Nickname: Jak (jock), or Kyr (key-er)
Gender: Male
Personality: Jakyril is a friendly Marble Cat. He is helpful, excited, and unabashedly generous. It is rare that he is anything but bubbly when with other Marble Cats, but it isn't entirelg uncommon for him to be sad and withdrawn when he's on his own.
Likes: Jakyril enjoys being with others, feeling the wind on his fur/wings, and watching the seasons change.
Dislikes: He dislikes seeing others unhappy or hurt, being alone, and extreme weather (high heat, extreme cold).
Fears: There is little that truly scares this Marble Cat. Jakyril is terrified of losing his happiness (feeling sad/no emotion at all) and snakes.

Cool Pics: Unique Cat Markings (can't tell if they're real or not, but I still think it's pretty cool) // Winged Cat (although this isn't an exact replica, it reminded me of this Marble Cat) // Blue and Gray/Grey (don't know why, but I really like this pic and thought I'd put it here)
Other: This is still a work in progress, but I'll hopefully have time to pretty this up before the end date - I just wanted to get the base up here before I forgot ^^"

[Teeze]

Username: Teeze
Name: Shel
Age: 2 years
Personality: A quiet Marble cat who enjoys sitting by himself and watching others go about their business. He loves gentle rain showers and will relax in a dry spot watching and listening to the rain, he also loves the smell of the wet dirt and moist air. He enjoys lapping up honey from his owners' plates and he will often sneak sips of their cold drinks, his favorite being honey and lemon ice tea.

Picture of a Cool Cat:
When I saw the cool cat picture option I immediately thought of these cool orange kittens.

Here are some other cool cat pictures (if only one cat picture is allowed then use the one above please):
Two-Tone Cat
My oldest cat Whiskers looks very similar to this and she has the exact same chin.

Cute/Ugly Baby Cat
I love the eyes and ears on this one.

Chubby Cat
This one has such a chubby face.

Bid:
Here

[DecafBunny]

OwO handsome

[Sable.]

{ Name ; Ocale.
{ Age ; Adult.
{ Gender ; male .
{ Size ; 4 inches.
{ Breed ; Standard Marble Cat.
{ Pelt ; Grey w/ markings.
{ Eye colour ; Blue.
{ Build ; Slim.

warrior . fighter . lover . friend

"We may have won the battle, but we haven't won the war yet my friends!"

~ Ocale.

{ Cat Image ~

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This cat is Venus. His striking facial markings are caused by 'chimera'.

{ N a m e ~

To know one's true name is to rule over them yes?
Ocale. His name is Ocale Farkit. Pronounced oh-k-ay-l. The name has no inherrit meaning, and isn't regognised as a name by others usually. It is no word, and has no meaning. He likes this, as this means he is Ocale. Nothing or no one else he knows of is. His name is his whole identity. He adopted the name himself as his parents were the ones the lay eggs then leave, so he grew up fending for himself. Thus, choosing his own name of Ocale.

{ Physical ~

Ocale is on the large side for a wild born Marble Cat at a size of 4 inches. His pelt only consists of grey tones, having what could be described as similar to a silver tabby's markings with darker grey. He has a pale grey mane and inner ears, and his under side and paws are also pale grey. Ocale has turquoise blue eyes and whiskers. He has ear puffs, and a full mane. His wings are classed as 'dragonfly' wings and are coloured dark grey with turquoise blue accents. His wings are slightly opaque. His tail and head orbs are blue.

{ Personality ~

warrior . fighter . lover . friend . loyal . courageous . daring . jolly . kindly
Ocale really has a warrior's spirit. He will fight. Fight to protect those he loves, the places he enjoys. He won't let something go without justice coming to it even if he must pursue it himself. He always has been a fighter. No matter what, he'll find a way to pull through and fix it. Loving is in his nature, he is quick to love his friends and most a quick to warm up to him. He strongly believes in loyalty, he'd never break an oath to someone or leave them behind if they had been loyal to him. Ocale is quick courageous are daring. He likes to experiment, see how far he can push limits. Fear is something he hates, and doesn't let rule his life. Despite the daring warrior in him, he is quite jolly and kindly individual. He likes to do little things to make others happy. Other Marble Cats find him easy to approach and befriend.

{ Why I want him ~

Isn't he just a dreamy cat?
I saw him when I was scrolling through the 'created pets' forum. My heart just skipped a beat. He would be absolutely perfect to come home with me <3 I'm getting quite into my natural grey character designs with unnatural accents right now and he is just perfect. I'm not great with describing why I want him, I know why but the perfect words to describe it just aren't there you know? I think he would make a great friend for my only male Marble Cat at the moment, Neot. It's a little frustrating not been able to find the right words, but he is perfect <3 He gets my creativity going, inspires me after having a bit of a 'creative block'.

{ Art ~

Art is currently a wip =^^=

[lemondropkitten]

Oh my, I love him so much <333

[Paradise Lost]

Thanks for all the kind words guys C: and the forms are looking great so far everyone!