[Steamturtle]

 Owner       >>> emango23
 Name                >>> Bacchus
 Gender         >>> Gelded Male
 Adoption Price         >>> N/A
 Training         >>> x
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  . Enjoys the cold
  . Loves playing
  . Overly Friendly
  . Attention-seeking

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[emango23]

(Sorry I changed his name ^^;)

~ People say I have a distorted lens. I think I see things as they really are ~



~ Name ~
Lens
~Gender ~
Gelded Male
~ Height ~
8 feet 5 inches
~ Price ~
2 Christmas '13 pets
~ Personality ~
Given
. Enjoys the cold
. Loves playing
. Overly Friendly
. Attention-seeking
Elaborated
Lens is an extremely friendly and playful Nevarontii, loves to be pet and stroked and given food, lots of personality and emotion. He loves attention, especially from his owner but also from practically anything that breathes, making him ideal for different riders. He is pretty immature, loving to play with his food and splash around in streams, though he especially loves playing around in the snow, and it is often winter where he and Pola live. All in all he is a very sweet Nevarontii, a bit vain at times and a little greedy when it comes to attention, but he is a loyal and good companion.

Likes:
Snow, attention, Pola, other Nevarontii, other humans, other humanoids, rivers and streams, mice, possums, sleeping, playing, being pet, long walks

~ Dislikes ~

The rain, thunderstorms, being ignored, being lost or confused, when his rider is upset, when other Nevarontii dislike him

WIP

[emango23]

Name:
Pola
Age:
16
Birthday:
March 12
Zodiac Sign:
Pisces
Height:
5'10
Eye Color:
Blue
Hair:
black and reaches to about the chest, curly
Skin:
Pale with a faint splash of freckles across the face, none below the neck
Shoe Size:
8
Physical description:
Average height, thin frame and petite-looking if it wasn't for her height, 128 lbs
Normal Clothing:
jeans, sweaters and scarves in the winter, entirely dresses in the summer, and a combination in the spring and fall depending on the day
Riding Clothing:
Jeans, long sleeves, an average black riding helmet and matching shoes
Formal Clothing:
Dresses, long or short depending on the occasion
Sleepwear:
T-shirts and shorts in the summer, anything warm and soft in the winter
Personality:
She is a pretty friendly person, likes talking to people, but not very..."bubbly". Her topics range from drunk driving to evolution to her favorite music to the big bang, just nothing trivial. She is pretty down to earth, not great self-esteem but she doesn't really care. She loves being outside and in nature, and isn't afraid to get her hands dirty, nor her clothes. She likes to read and write, though she cant draw no matter how hard she practices.
Likes:
nature, the outdoors, philosophy, dresses, Lens, peace and quiet, jeans, riding, poetry, her mind and playing inside of it, creeks and brooks, bees, grasshoppers, books, old paper, the smell of the woods it rains, sunshine, her friends, affection
Dislikes:
rain and storms, being lost, shallowness, "fake" things and people, her inability to draw, ladybugs, loneliness, being unwanted
Other:

[emango23]

Pola had never seen so many Nevarontii in her life. It seemed like every stall held one of the creatures, whether they were eating or sleeping or staring, their ears twitching and their hands scraping at the ground. She walked slowly through the stables, peering into each of their boxes. She had visited a few weeks ago, but they had apparently gotten a new batch since she had been there, and the place was bustling with activity. She wanted to taker her time when choosing one, the reason she had left empty-handed, and she was now glad that she did.

After inspecting many different stables, taking notes of the different types and personalities, Pola made her way out into the main pasture, where a few more of the Nevarontii were free to roam. It was a very cold day, it had snowed the day before and the remains of the white powder still covered most of the ground. hanging in the trees, and was actually still floating around in the air, the lazy clouds that hadn't bothered to show up the day before spilling their loads into the sky. Most of the Nevarontii didn't seem bothered by the snow though.

Pola, hands in sweater pockets and scarf pulled up around the face, left the warmth of the barn and went out into the pasture. The still-warm mud and white snow created a slushy mess on her boots, and icy wind bit at her already red cheeks. She wanted to go back inside, but wanted to make sure she wasn't overlooking any of the creatures.

One of the animals was acting quite odd, prancing around in the field, air holes growing and shrinking as it breathed excitedly. It would take a few quick steps, bat at the air, then turn around in a circle. Tail waving happily, it stick its snout in the snow and threw some into the air, snorting and opening and closing it's mouth in excitement, biting at the powdery flakes. Then it spotted the girl, and came trotting over, snorting and dipping his head in excitement. Pola took a nervous step backwards at his bold approach, but he didnt seem to notice. He reared up slightly, tail twisting happily, then landed back on the earth with a soft thud. He snorted happily and bowed his head, inches away from Pola. She was scared to move for fear of frightening him, but tentatively reached up a hand. The Nevarontii sniffed the digits excitedly. He then leaned forward, rubbing his slender head rub against her cold flesh. She giggled and began to pet him, feeling his thin hair and taut skin, and he huffed happily. He was the one.

[emango23]

WIP

After taking the Nevarontii home, she had watched and pet and fed him, deciding on a name. She finally chose Lens, for a variety of reasons. He was a creature of emotion, of cause-and-reaction, no mystery when it came to knowing what he wanted, everything open for the world to see. He stayed in the stable for the first day or two, and was then led around the small pasture to get a feel for his new home. At first he was a little nervous, but after only a day or two he had calmed down and was back to his usual self.

[emango23]

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