Kennel:
51
Section:
Pound of Hope
Name:
Katsuya
Breed:
Scene Fox
Age:
19 years
Why do you want this animal:
I would like this animal because he is very creative, in that he is both scene but fairly natural colours and I love both of those.
What will you do for this animal:
I will use Katsuya in role plays, as something to draw in math and I will buy him some art. I will also try to find him a mate.
Personality:
Katsuya is a bit of a bad boy on the outside, he gets into fights and he performs a lot of bad deeds. He is the sort who chats up girls for no reason at all and then one day he will accidentally fall in love with someone. He purposefully keeps a rough appearance. His only weak spot is the fact that he is a very loving big brother.
Likes:
People - his sister (though he pretends he doesn't), rough people.
Food - Pizza and coke
Music/Artist - Green Day
Pass time - beating up weaker males, chatting to girls
Dislikes:
People - smart people, stronger males and girls who flirt with him
Food - cooked veges and tea
Music/Artist - Jonas Brothers and Justin Bieber
Pass time - studying or doing anything awfully intilectual
Katsuya:
I licked the blood of hate and sinful deeds off my paws.
I did the same every night, it would do my sweet sister's heart in to find out I was lieing. I told her I had over come my addiction of fighting and proving myself better, but pitifully I hadn't. It was just too fun and it gave me a buzz every time I won a battle.
I took a deep breath of cool night air then leapt towards my sister. I caught her from berhind and felt a tingle in my pelt as she shrieked in fright. "I'm sorry." I said, stepping from foot to foot as she studied me carefully. "You have been keeping out of fights havn't you?" she asked in an innocent but controlling voice. Though it hurt me I told another lie, another strand for my web of lies. "Yep, havn't hurt a soul." I said, putting on a fakely proud grin.
But I was nothing to be proud of. Maybe our parents abandonned us because I was an embarassment to have around. "Here, let me find us some food." I whispered in her soft little ear before trotting in the direction of the nearest hen coop.
When I got there I saw a sweet faced vixen stalking around. "Hey girl, don't get your pretty paws dirty. I can catch you a hen if you want." I called out. She smiled and accepted my offer. I stalked into the hen house and killed two fat hens . I scared the other hens out of the cage then made a run for it before the farmer came. The vixen followed me and we stopped once we got out of sight. She panted then stopped, reaching out and grabbing at one of the hens. "Hey, what do you think your doing. This is for my sister, you didn't think I'd let an ugly girl like you sare my prey did you?" I snapped with a mischevious grin on my face. At that moment a large todd came out from behind a bush. "You being mean to my sister?" he growled. "Hell yeah, I'm only hunting for me and my sister, not your greedy familly." I taunted, knowing what would happen next. He leapt at me and we rolled on the ground. I saw his sister grab the bigger hen then make a run for it. This called for punishment, so I broke her brother's leg in a single fluid movement. "Think that means you get away with hurting my sister's feelings?" he said angrily. "Nope." I replied, pinning him down and pulling a wad out of his tail. He bit my nose and made a fairly big scar before begging for mercy. "I give no mercy usually, but fine." I snapped, grabbing up the other hen then stalking after his sister.
I found the vixen in her den, pulling the feathers off the chicken. I knew I should do something nice to please my sister so I did. "I'm sorry I called you ugly, your really pretty." she licked my face "Thats ok." she said. Then I pulled a leg off the chicken. "Here, have this." I murmured before running back to my sister.
When I got back to our den she was waiting outside. "Whats that blood on your paws." she said in an almost posessed sounding voice. "Oh, just hens blood. Here have this." I shoved the hen at her and she ate it happily. When she was done she turned to me then licked my paws. "You lied, its fox blood" she cried before turning tail and running off. I cried, for the first time in my life. "I should have told her." I whispered. And then I went to look for her. I found her and managed the truth. "I'm sorry Kia, I should have told you the truth all along. I can't help it, Im a killer." I said with a sigh. She nudged me. "Oh brother, I love you, I will try and help you if you will be helped." and so we walked back to our den in silence, a feeling of understanding of each other had been made that night.
Art:
-
Other:
I might make him an anthro form, but then again probably not. [WIP]
51
Section:
Pound of Hope
Name:
Katsuya
Breed:
Scene Fox
Age:
19 years
Why do you want this animal:
I would like this animal because he is very creative, in that he is both scene but fairly natural colours and I love both of those.
What will you do for this animal:
I will use Katsuya in role plays, as something to draw in math and I will buy him some art. I will also try to find him a mate.
Personality:
Katsuya is a bit of a bad boy on the outside, he gets into fights and he performs a lot of bad deeds. He is the sort who chats up girls for no reason at all and then one day he will accidentally fall in love with someone. He purposefully keeps a rough appearance. His only weak spot is the fact that he is a very loving big brother.
Likes:
People - his sister (though he pretends he doesn't), rough people.
Food - Pizza and coke
Music/Artist - Green Day
Pass time - beating up weaker males, chatting to girls
Dislikes:
People - smart people, stronger males and girls who flirt with him
Food - cooked veges and tea
Music/Artist - Jonas Brothers and Justin Bieber
Pass time - studying or doing anything awfully intilectual
Katsuya:
I licked the blood of hate and sinful deeds off my paws.
I did the same every night, it would do my sweet sister's heart in to find out I was lieing. I told her I had over come my addiction of fighting and proving myself better, but pitifully I hadn't. It was just too fun and it gave me a buzz every time I won a battle.
I took a deep breath of cool night air then leapt towards my sister. I caught her from berhind and felt a tingle in my pelt as she shrieked in fright. "I'm sorry." I said, stepping from foot to foot as she studied me carefully. "You have been keeping out of fights havn't you?" she asked in an innocent but controlling voice. Though it hurt me I told another lie, another strand for my web of lies. "Yep, havn't hurt a soul." I said, putting on a fakely proud grin.
But I was nothing to be proud of. Maybe our parents abandonned us because I was an embarassment to have around. "Here, let me find us some food." I whispered in her soft little ear before trotting in the direction of the nearest hen coop.
When I got there I saw a sweet faced vixen stalking around. "Hey girl, don't get your pretty paws dirty. I can catch you a hen if you want." I called out. She smiled and accepted my offer. I stalked into the hen house and killed two fat hens . I scared the other hens out of the cage then made a run for it before the farmer came. The vixen followed me and we stopped once we got out of sight. She panted then stopped, reaching out and grabbing at one of the hens. "Hey, what do you think your doing. This is for my sister, you didn't think I'd let an ugly girl like you sare my prey did you?" I snapped with a mischevious grin on my face. At that moment a large todd came out from behind a bush. "You being mean to my sister?" he growled. "Hell yeah, I'm only hunting for me and my sister, not your greedy familly." I taunted, knowing what would happen next. He leapt at me and we rolled on the ground. I saw his sister grab the bigger hen then make a run for it. This called for punishment, so I broke her brother's leg in a single fluid movement. "Think that means you get away with hurting my sister's feelings?" he said angrily. "Nope." I replied, pinning him down and pulling a wad out of his tail. He bit my nose and made a fairly big scar before begging for mercy. "I give no mercy usually, but fine." I snapped, grabbing up the other hen then stalking after his sister.
I found the vixen in her den, pulling the feathers off the chicken. I knew I should do something nice to please my sister so I did. "I'm sorry I called you ugly, your really pretty." she licked my face "Thats ok." she said. Then I pulled a leg off the chicken. "Here, have this." I murmured before running back to my sister.
When I got back to our den she was waiting outside. "Whats that blood on your paws." she said in an almost posessed sounding voice. "Oh, just hens blood. Here have this." I shoved the hen at her and she ate it happily. When she was done she turned to me then licked my paws. "You lied, its fox blood" she cried before turning tail and running off. I cried, for the first time in my life. "I should have told her." I whispered. And then I went to look for her. I found her and managed the truth. "I'm sorry Kia, I should have told you the truth all along. I can't help it, Im a killer." I said with a sigh. She nudged me. "Oh brother, I love you, I will try and help you if you will be helped." and so we walked back to our den in silence, a feeling of understanding of each other had been made that night.
Art:
-
Other:
I might make him an anthro form, but then again probably not. [WIP]
