Name:
Randas, Nickname is "Randy"
Randas means 'Scar' In Lithuanian. c:
Species:
Bobcat x American shorthair.
Kennel Number:
Eight.
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
Randy is a gorgeous character, though her design was made with a creator, I still love the design and think it's very unique. <3
Randy caught my eye from the moment Tiki donated her, and I knew she was for me.
I Have this group of animals, mostly dogs, But theres another fweline, and I think Randy would fit right in with them, with the role as the tough but mushy on the inside Feline. C:
Randy would get plenty of love, and as much art as I can afford, as I'm kinda poor when it comes to pets people actually want.
Personality:
Spunky- Randy has lots of attitude, and it doesn't take much for her to show it. Randy always has a certain spunk In her walk.
Tough- Most people underestimate her, Though she may not Be huge, Randy has lived on the streets her whole life, and Is quite tough. She doesn't give up in a fight, nor does she ever turn down a good rumble.
Social- She's not shy at all, and is always willing to make friends or enemies.
Mushy- On the inside, Randy is not all she's made out to be. She needs someone who can bring it out, But Randy is a big sweetheart, waiting to Be freed.
History:
June 23rd, 2008. The day my Life changed.
I stepped out onto the concrete, it was cold, and sent a bitter chill up my spine. I let out a soft hiss and ventured out from the darkness of the alley, I had been a loner for awhile now, a Rogue, Nobody seemed to notice me as I slipped by them. Maybe it was because I blended in with the cold, grey buildings, and the Blue=Grey concrete sidewalks. Everything was boring around here, except the speeding yellow taxis, which could kill me in one hit if they wanted to.
I went to my usual spot, a Pizzeria around the corner, I slunk in without being noticed, and silently made my way through the back door to the dumpsters, In the morning there was usually left overs from the night before, which were cold, but tasty. I wasn't a Picky eater, whatever could keep me fed would be Breakfast. I Gobbled down some slices of pepperoni, and some bread sticks. Then, I heard something rustle in the dumspter. "Hello..?" My meow echoed throughout the dumpster, and a Head popped out from the trash. "Hey there!" It was a Male dog, Most likely a Boxer, I could tell from the features of his face. He was wearing goggles and a Bandanna. "Umm.. Who are You?" I staggered out of a Pile of trash, shook my cold blue-Grey fur, and leaped out of the dumpster.
"Bruno." The voice was muffled, Because the boxer had a crust of pizza in his mouth, He gobbled it down, then leaped from the dumspter. "Why are you on OUR turf?" "Your turf!?" I spat angrily, The fur on my neck was already raising as I hissed. "Yeah! It's Our turf, But I guess we'll share.." The Boxer came toward me, and stuck his nose in my face, I jumped back, as I coldly glared at him. "who's WE?" :Oh!" Bruno barked and let out a deep howl. I heard the clack of claws against the black top, and the panting of dogs, and turned. A Chubby beagle, an intelligent Looking- Dachshund, and a Punk Saluki emerged from the shadows, the Saluki had a Kitten on her back. "Umm.. Hi.." I greeted them, trying my best not to hiss, or to let the fur on my neck raise. "Hi!" The Beagle was in my face, sniffing me ALL over, I tried to keep my cool. "I'm Lily, Nice to meet'cha! And this is Leon" She gestured to the Dachshund. "Tasha, and Sparky" She gestured to the SDaluki and the kitten. "Hey Gorgeous!" The kitten, Or what I thought was a kitten hopped from the saluki's back, and he seemed to grow. He had sleek grey fur, with Dark red front paws, and stripes. His tail was fluffy, unlike my bobbed tail.
"Ahahahh, Tah-Sha!' Bruno grinned goofily, and tried to 'Cool' Walk towards Tasha, I could tell he had a crush on her. "So, where do you guys.. sleep?" "That's a kinda creepy question.." this was the Dachshund, Leon, Speaking. "But, we live around the corner, Dog catchers are oblivious to us being there, so keep your mouth shut.. Please." He gave a cheesy grin.
Other:
Durpidee
Randas, Nickname is "Randy"
Randas means 'Scar' In Lithuanian. c:
Species:
Bobcat x American shorthair.
Kennel Number:
Eight.
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
Randy is a gorgeous character, though her design was made with a creator, I still love the design and think it's very unique. <3
Randy caught my eye from the moment Tiki donated her, and I knew she was for me.
I Have this group of animals, mostly dogs, But theres another fweline, and I think Randy would fit right in with them, with the role as the tough but mushy on the inside Feline. C:
Randy would get plenty of love, and as much art as I can afford, as I'm kinda poor when it comes to pets people actually want.
Personality:
Spunky- Randy has lots of attitude, and it doesn't take much for her to show it. Randy always has a certain spunk In her walk.
Tough- Most people underestimate her, Though she may not Be huge, Randy has lived on the streets her whole life, and Is quite tough. She doesn't give up in a fight, nor does she ever turn down a good rumble.
Social- She's not shy at all, and is always willing to make friends or enemies.
Mushy- On the inside, Randy is not all she's made out to be. She needs someone who can bring it out, But Randy is a big sweetheart, waiting to Be freed.
History:
June 23rd, 2008. The day my Life changed.
I stepped out onto the concrete, it was cold, and sent a bitter chill up my spine. I let out a soft hiss and ventured out from the darkness of the alley, I had been a loner for awhile now, a Rogue, Nobody seemed to notice me as I slipped by them. Maybe it was because I blended in with the cold, grey buildings, and the Blue=Grey concrete sidewalks. Everything was boring around here, except the speeding yellow taxis, which could kill me in one hit if they wanted to.
I went to my usual spot, a Pizzeria around the corner, I slunk in without being noticed, and silently made my way through the back door to the dumpsters, In the morning there was usually left overs from the night before, which were cold, but tasty. I wasn't a Picky eater, whatever could keep me fed would be Breakfast. I Gobbled down some slices of pepperoni, and some bread sticks. Then, I heard something rustle in the dumspter. "Hello..?" My meow echoed throughout the dumpster, and a Head popped out from the trash. "Hey there!" It was a Male dog, Most likely a Boxer, I could tell from the features of his face. He was wearing goggles and a Bandanna. "Umm.. Who are You?" I staggered out of a Pile of trash, shook my cold blue-Grey fur, and leaped out of the dumpster.
"Bruno." The voice was muffled, Because the boxer had a crust of pizza in his mouth, He gobbled it down, then leaped from the dumspter. "Why are you on OUR turf?" "Your turf!?" I spat angrily, The fur on my neck was already raising as I hissed. "Yeah! It's Our turf, But I guess we'll share.." The Boxer came toward me, and stuck his nose in my face, I jumped back, as I coldly glared at him. "who's WE?" :Oh!" Bruno barked and let out a deep howl. I heard the clack of claws against the black top, and the panting of dogs, and turned. A Chubby beagle, an intelligent Looking- Dachshund, and a Punk Saluki emerged from the shadows, the Saluki had a Kitten on her back. "Umm.. Hi.." I greeted them, trying my best not to hiss, or to let the fur on my neck raise. "Hi!" The Beagle was in my face, sniffing me ALL over, I tried to keep my cool. "I'm Lily, Nice to meet'cha! And this is Leon" She gestured to the Dachshund. "Tasha, and Sparky" She gestured to the SDaluki and the kitten. "Hey Gorgeous!" The kitten, Or what I thought was a kitten hopped from the saluki's back, and he seemed to grow. He had sleek grey fur, with Dark red front paws, and stripes. His tail was fluffy, unlike my bobbed tail.
"Ahahahh, Tah-Sha!' Bruno grinned goofily, and tried to 'Cool' Walk towards Tasha, I could tell he had a crush on her. "So, where do you guys.. sleep?" "That's a kinda creepy question.." this was the Dachshund, Leon, Speaking. "But, we live around the corner, Dog catchers are oblivious to us being there, so keep your mouth shut.. Please." He gave a cheesy grin.
Other:
Durpidee
WIP
and Tiki, would It be okay if I removed the scar on her cheek?
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