Pet's ID Tag:
42
Name You'd Choose for It:
Tangerine
Gender:
Female
Reason You Want It:
I've always wanted a bird character, but I never suceeded in creating a design that appealed to me. While I was just looking through the donations, she caught my eye and I felt that she would make a lovely addition to my characters. She also has a nice color scheme, which I don't really use a lot.
History/Background/Other:
(As a flamingo)
The starry sky looked down at me as I waded through the shallows of the lake. I stared down at my reflection in the calmly rippling water. I was alone, and had been for a while, ever since that day...
Crack! Crack! A tiny dot of light appeared from the hole I had just pecked in my smooth shell. It sparked my interest in the world, and so I attacked my shell with more enthusiasm this time. Crack! Blinking furiously, I stared up at my pink mother who looked down lovingly at me. I let out a little chirp. It sounded great! Again, I did it, and then some more. Soon, I felt a strange feeling in my stomach. This, I later learned, was called hunger. My mother dropped a small fish into my gaping mouth. It tasted delicious.
Water was my friend. I looked down at myself, all white and fluffy with down. I couldn't wait until I was as bright and pink as my mother. I splashed around, soaking myself and feeling quite cold. I didn't mind, but my mother pulled my dripping body out anyway. Mother also told us that our food came from the water as well, and that a small thing called 'shrimp' was what gave us our coloring. I was then determined to eat as much shrimp as I could find. I leaned over to try and peer into the waves washing up on the shore to try and spot any tiny little pink shrimp.
As I grew older, I noticed all the other flamingos' feathers getting a pink tinge. Looking at myself, I had a kind of yellow tinge. I hesitated before asking my mother if it was normal, although I already knew the answer. Mother replied, saying it was completely normal but I heard a tone of worry in her voice. I wasn't stupid anyway, none of the other flamingos turned yellow. I guess I just wanted someone to convince me it wasn't real.
"Ow! OW! Stop it!" I cried, but the other flamingos did not cease to attack me, they wanted me gone. Tears sprung into my eyes.
No one wanted me here. No one.
"I do," said a soft voice, as if they had heard my thoughts. I spun around to see my mother standing there with a sad look in her eyes. I knew she had been worrying about me. "Stay, please."
She had been bothered by other flamingos because of me as well. I then knew what I had to do. Giving my mother one last look, I walked away. No one was going to stop me.
"I love you, Mother."
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
by Tammanae » Tue Dec 14, 2010 3:06 pm 
School started, less CS >:
