Pet's ID Tag:Number 43; forty-three.
Image of pet:
Name You'd Choose for It:Lilac Skye.
Nickname:Lily.
Gender:Female.
Species:Canine.
Age:Seven years old.
Likes:
Her stuffed fox, Coffee Fox. (Only if I get him next round if I get her as well. If I don't get him, I will delete this.)
Dislikes:
Favorite colors:Light purple and baby blue.
Favorite song:Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
Family:None. Her parents both died, and she doesn't have any siblings. She is an orphan.
Currently lives at the time of this form:Katie Maxwell's Home for Girls.
Reason You Want It:She is so adorable, I love this revamp of her. She seems so precious, sweet, and innocent and I'd love to own her. <3
History/Background/Other:The small, newborn baby cried out as her bottom got popped, receiving her first breath of life. The doctor held her close, eyes sad as he watched her father in pure misery, sorrowing over her mother who laid on the bed, dead.
Several months later, Lilac and her father were driving down a highway when suddenly, a drunk driver hit their vehicle head on. The vehicle they were in slid across the road and almost hit the other drivers. When paramedics came about fifteen or so minutes later, they found Lilac's father dead. Amazingly, even though she was crying extremely loudly, Lilac only had a few scrapes, nothing serious. It wasn't even enough to put a scar on her. The police took her and called a nearby orphanage. Katie Maxwell, the owner of the orphanage, answered the phone and talked with the police for a bit, learning all of the details of why she was an orphan. After they had calmed her down, they brought Lilac to the orphanage and dropped her off.
Lying in her new crib, she fell asleep. Thankfully, she wasn't old enough to really remember the tragedy later on in her life.
Seven years old, on the day of her birthday, Lilac was sitting on the nicely carpeted floor and was playing about with a doll. She had no idea the others were planning a surprise for her. All she noticed were adults standing together in a rather tight circle, whispering as a few glanced at her repeatedly. The little anthro pup shrugged and continued on with her playing, saying with her high, almost squeaky yet soft, voice; "Hi Miss Daisy, my name is Penelope! I am ready for my first day of school!" You see, Lilac Skye was interested in going to school. She knew that every child who was seven was ready for it, and off they went to learn every morning at around eight.
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.