Name: Alastair Hephaestus
Gender: Male
How he/she lost their paw:
Erm, well... it... kinda goes like this...
Well, as you all know. I love fire, i've been called different names because of my obsession. Pyro maniac, Fire bug, torcher. But I do not care. I love fire. It is one of my dearest loves. And just before I start, I liked to use my fire, but, my father banned me from doing so because he thought I might send the whole bush on fire. So, when I was young, and careless, I happen to have found a forge. I could see the thick smoke from a while away, so I followed that to the forge, being the young adventurous bean I was. I was so excited to find the mysterious source of fire, it was like looking for lollies to me. I needed to find the fire, my ears were twitching, my paws were shaking, my eyes were watering, probably from the thick smoke around me, but, they could not wait to just get a glimpse of the phenomenon.
I found the forge after following the thick smoke for about an hour, yet, my spirits were still not yet in doubt that I wouldn't find it. When I saw the naked flame dance in front of me, my heart jumped, my belly full of butterflies, and I was shaking from the adrenaline of seeing this amazing thing. I cannot explain this feeling I had to full detail, it was just one of those things you simply could not. I was dumbstruck by it. I slowly crept up towards the naked flame, the heat getting more intense as I did so. I could hear my blood pumping in my ears, the metal around me was cooling, making a hissing noise as it did so. I reached out with my left paw, unknowingly, to touch the fire... and I did so.
The sensation of touching the fire was weird. At first, it didn't burn at all, but after a short while, the fire caught my paw alight and it hurt. I screamed out, I did realise what was going on! I cried. I ran around the forge trying to stop the fire burning my paw. The pain was excruciating, tears were welling in my eye. I ran around, knocking the anvil off the work bench, making brooms collapse, until there was a big mess on the floor. The pain was becoming unbearable. I almost gave up hope until I saw a bucket with water in it. The bucket they use to cool down metal. I hopped over as quick as I could and stuck my paw in it. I screamed. My paw still felt like it was on fire but I knew it wasn't only because it wasn't hot. I lifted my paw out of the bucket and looked at it... I blacked out.
Art:
The last two art pieces are some sketches I did in my schoolbooks that I redid on paper (Oh and the 'That there, is just ugly.' is a reference, if you want to know what the reference is please PM me, as it has inappropriate language for the public ^^;)
I'm sorry I didn't get much art done ^^; I have heaps of doodles in my workbook that I couldn't upload that I was going to...