KitaraSoftpaw wrote:Username:
KitaraSoftpaw
Activity Level:
Metta's Personal Stalker <3
Intended Adopter
Zver World Name:
Kita/Kit
Zver World Occupation:
Zvers Food Staff, Wing A
Kit's Statistics:
Color-Changing Eyes
5 Feet 4 Inches Tall
Lithe Stature
Fibromyalgia
Zver You Want:
#CC6338
Name Given To Zver:
Sintog
Sintog's Statistics:
96 Pounds
8 Feet 6 Inches Long
2 Feet 4 Inches Tall
Dark Blue Eyes
Black Pelt
4 Dark Red Sock Markings
Dark Red Muzzle Marking
Swirled Dark Red Eye Marking
Red Inner EarsReason You Want it Him:
I hate to say the following, it sounds incredibly lame. Made up even. But it is the truth about how I feel.
I wanted him because I am a major sucker for black on red. Well...that is how it started anyways. I have seen a few designs I liked here before but none that drew me in with their personality as well. And he did. As I was reading those few short lines, I felt myself falling in love with him. I know, I know. But I did.
And as I started reading, a story started weaving itself together in my head. And I knew that I just had to apply for him, no matter what.
What Will You Do With it Him If You Win?:
I have decided to start getting more serious when it comes to adoptables, and I have mentioned this to a few people. I already re-homed some that I do not have as strong of ties with. I have also decided to mold my adoptables into more developed characters. For this purpose I have created/am creating Kit's Characters. This thread will house the most important of my adoptables, and the ones I am truly caring for intensely, as well as my other adopted or created characters. I will still have an adopts thread for some of the ones I have attained previously that I just cannot bear to part with.
Aside from where I will put him, there is other things I want to say about Sintog.
I will love him, from the bottom of my heart, forever and always.
I will cherish him.
I will purchase/acquire art for him.
I will draw art for him (if I can).
I will never let him leave my side.
Personality:Metta wrote:Though large and rather scary, this Zver is a huge softie. Believed to have been aided in his escape, he was last seen traveling with a human toward the city.
Introverted
Quiet and shy, especially when around someone new, this boy takes awhile to warm up to people. Though he appears extremely dangerous, scary even, he's more like a timid puppy at heart. It takes quite some time to break through his shy exterior into the warmth underneath, but those who are patient can earn themselves a dear and true friend.
Gentle
Some say he would mourn if he hurt a fly. He is a big lover, and would never intentionally hurt anyone. Even with his size he is very careful, always moving and working around his environment so he doesn't hurt anyone. Though he is large he moves with a grace that more then makes up for it, so even if he were to tackle you it would be soft and just light enough so he wouldn't topple you over. He seems to have a knack for judging how much a person can handle.
Caring
He is very much a nurse at heart if you will. If a friend or partner were sick he would be the first to be at their side offering any support he can. The one case he made an exception to his typical rule of not killing anything was to help his partner. He always strives to do anything he can to help out to the best of his ability.
Cuddly
He loves to cuddle. Granted, he has to know you well first, but once he does he will always seem to be there with a snuggle, especially when you need one. You will often turn around to find him nuzzling you. Sometimes he will come up next to you to slip his head under your hand. He loves having someone to sleep with, and he doesn't mind at all being used as a pillow.
Loyal
One could say he has never heard of the concept of betrayal. He will always remain loyal to those he has committed himself to. The only way one could separate him from his partner once he has chosen one is if they someone died, he was removed from their side by force, he was killed or crippled, or if the partner suddenly had a switch towards evil intentions. This last would disrupt his empathy and cause him to lose his connection with his partner eventually leading to him abandoning them. He does not see this as being disloyal because is a good person swings towards evil he cannot sense them as the same person anymore. To him they may as well be two different people.
Thoughtful
He takes his time to think before leaping into things or making decisions. If required, he can make snap judgements and they are often correct but he prefers having time to consider things and mull them over. He seems to have a lot of knowledge and experience, as well as what appears to be close or equivalent to human wisdom and intelligence.
Empathic
He seems to be able to sense feelings an intentions. He will absolutely refuse to go up to some people. While he is docile around other, like Dr. Metta, he never makes any initiative to contact them or start an interaction. He just simply waits for what he knows is to come. However it seems he can always sense who needs him and who will love him. Around a crowd of people it seems he is able to tell the moods of each person, and has developed ways to communicate those moods through body language to his partner.
Introduction/Story:
[flashback]
I looked down at my list nervously. It was my first day on the job. I didn't want to mess up. They had lectured us to be careful, that the Zvers were dangerous, but to me most of them looked like scared little puppies. The only thing that made me nervous is that I had been assigned to one of the wing's under the care of the head researcher, Dr. Metta. As I made my way down the rows I seemed to interact well with most of the Zvers, trying to give them a scratch behind the ears or a pat on the head, though I had been told to avoid contact. I felt they needed someone to let them know they weren't monsters.
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It was then that I saw him for the first time I recalled as I sat by the warm glow of the fire. The handsome boy who took my heart and completely whisked it away.
[flashback]
I looked up as I came go the next cage and I swear that for a second my heart actually stopped. Though I suppose most would have been scared of his bulk and appearance, all I could feel was the pulsing connection. In that same instant I first glimpsed him his head had snapped up, as if he could feel it too. Slowly, after glancing quickly to see no one was near, I opened the cage door and slipped in. He stood patiently while I entered then once the door was closed walked right up and bumped his head under my hand, like he was begging to be stroked. I willingly complied. "I can't call you by a number. I'll call you Sintog...that feels right." And that was how it all started.
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I looked down at the crumpled, rolled up piece of paper in my hand and then spread it out by the fire, reading it over again. This paper was what had started all this. Once I had seen this I knew it was all my fault, and that I had to fix it. I couldn't let him be all alone, I couldn't not be together with him. So I had planned and executed the escape, set us up in a cave I had closed off the entrance to and remodeled into a house of sorts, a place for us to hide so we could be together. We had been hiding out there for roughly a month now. It even had a running stream. That was a good thing too. I grimaced as I rolled up the paper to tuck in my bag and looked down at my leg in it's makeshift splint. Good thing I knew the basic first aid...at least I knew enough to knew if I left it as is it would set right. And I did have access to the water without having to move much but...I looked to my left at the empty food bag. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, a single tear trickling down my cheek. "You idiot," I muttered to myself, "what kind of a rescuer are you anyways?"
Then I heard something make a plonking sound, as if something semi-heavy had been dropped. I opened my eyes and was shocked to see Sintog there, nudging two dead rabbits towards me. I was shocked because Sintog had never killed anything. Then I looked at the fire, the empty food bag next to me, and Sintog, who had spent the past two days watching me not eat. He stepped around the rabbits and stood next to me, his body language asking me if he did something wrong.
I started to cry as I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close and burying my face in his fur. "No baby, thank you. You are wonderful." Then I started to cry harder, though he could tell they were tears of relief and joy, not sorrow. And while I sat there hugging him and crying I repeated over and over the only thing I could think of at the moment.
"I love you, I love you, I love you."
'DAWWWWWWWWW :'D Congrats Kita, your form was brilliant! One of the best I've seen so far!
HTB: Your form was quite good as well, however, the form you had me judge was missing some of the elements in my original application form.
