Username: <3Fenris<3
Adoption Number: 9
Name you'll give it: Morte
Reason why you want it: I was flicking through the front page and my eyes stopped on this amazing Graveyard Cat I loved him instantly. For some reason I am just really attracted to skeleton designs.
Describe its personality: Morte fears nothing. He is more of a lover than a fighter but he will fight if need be. He does childish things like chasing butterflies and birds just for a smile or a laugh. Morte prefers to be by himself rather than being with others.
Story:
I stared up at the full moon, my dark eyes betrayed nothing as the wind howled through the night ruffling my fur sending shivers down my spine. I had claimed this graveyard as my home, I liked to flit between the old crumbling statues which had been worn by time and weather. I slunk over to sit beneath my favourite statue. A fallen angel. Her sword hung across her back in a long sheath, with her wings outspread and the expression on her face made it look like she had been frozen that way by some higher power. Maybe she was real trapped in stone until someone freed her or prehaps she was just a statue that people had long forgotten about.
I knew I would always remember the way her hair had been carved to frame her face and the outfit she wore looked almost modern, the thing that jumped out at me the most was a tattoo. It was situated on her back. A beautiful swallow tail butterfly that looked as if it were ready to come to life and fly away into the dark cold haunting night. The shadows were pitch black and easy to blend into even with my snow white skeleton markings the only thing that anyone could see were the whites of my eyes.
I had drifted off to sleep and was dreaming of the butterfly tattoo, it rose up off of the ngels slender back and flew high into the air and then gently landed on my nose. A loud crack woke me from the dream, moonlight lit up my usually black as night sleeping spot "urgh, being trapped in stone for 5000 years is not my idea of a good time" a voice grumbled.
I knew I would always remember the way her hair had been carved to frame her face and the outfit she wore looked almost modern, the thing that jumped out at me the most was a tattoo. It was situated on her back. A beautiful swallow tail butterfly that looked as if it were ready to come to life and fly away into the dark cold haunting night. The shadows were pitch black and easy to blend into even with my snow white skeleton markings the only thing that anyone could see were the whites of my eyes.
I had drifted off to sleep and was dreaming of the butterfly tattoo, it rose up off of the ngels slender back and flew high into the air and then gently landed on my nose. A loud crack woke me from the dream, moonlight lit up my usually black as night sleeping spot "urgh, being trapped in stone for 5000 years is not my idea of a good time" a voice grumbled.
Will you be using it any were else?: Yes ill most likely put him on my character site once its been revamped <3
