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I WANT TO ADOPT FROM DAWNFLAME! *Number: 7
*Name: Canowicakte (Means Forest Hunter)
Nickname: Cano, or Cakte.
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*Gender: Male
~Age: 3 years
Personality: He is strong willed, determined and fierce. He will fight for what he believes in, to the death. Almost fearless, he would do anything to prove his point, even in some cases, die.
If you are kind to him, he will repay your kindness with kindness in return. Once you have befriended him, he will be a friend for life. He is a great friend to have as he is loyal, trustworthy, honest, reliable and caring.
Like most, there are two sides to him. A lighter, softer side, and a darker more menacing side. He doesn't change to the darker side easily, but when provoked to that point, he changes very quickly. There are clear differences between his sides, making them easier to avoid or keep under control, as some might put it. While on his darker side, he is fierce, moody, violent and short tempered. Whereas on his softer side, he is kind, caring, understanding and patient. The way he moves also changes, his behaviour only tells half of the story, his body language filling in the gaps.
~*Bio/story: (From his POV) I was always the smallest of my litter... The weakest, the one that everyone thought wasn't going to make it. I never fit in, they were all different. I was a twin, but I wanted to be an individual. My mother kept telling me I was unique, but in personality. But I wanted to be unique in appearance as well. I didn't want to be known as 'Matoskah's twin' all my life. It was all because I had no markings of my own, identical to my brother's...
One day, I just couldn't take it any longer. So I ran, to the caves by the sides of the mountains. Crying my eyes out. It had been an extremely bad day for me. Their teasing didn't stop, I couldn't get away. I knew I had to do this, for the sake of my sanity, but deep inside, I just knew it was wrong. But when you're driven to the point of actually doing what you'd been planning years ago, it was the only thing that could be done.
I slashed at the sides of the walls, revealing a small red ohcre deposite. Without hesitating, I covered myself in it. Creating my own intricate patterns out of the red powder, covering myself from head to toe. I looked pretty good, I was proud, although I didn't want to seem vain.
I arrived back home, quite proud of my new design. Sure it wasn't entirely natural to me, but atleast it was made from nature... right? That must count for something.
The others were impressed with me, for once. They stopped the teasing about my markings. It almost seemed like they actually were starting to like me, but I knew that it would fade soon enough.
But then the rains came, my beautiful patterns were washed away. They left only blotches of red, where it had stained my real fur. I was still different to my brother, but I was back to being a nobody with the others.
I thought it was a good idea, so as the weeks passed by, I tried out many different substances and many different patterns. But the rain washed them away every time, leaving him with blotches of colour. I became more different, but not as beautifully patterned as I had dreamed of. This upset me, but after a long talk with my mother, I cheered up. She told me about how special we all were, no matter what we looked like or what others said and thought about us. She told me to ignore their teasing and that after a while, they would get bored and stop. And she was right, it did. It took some time, but it was worth the wait.
But they soon had something else to tease me about, something that hurt me inside every time they spoke of it... My tail.
My once long, beautiful tail was reduced to nothing more than a stump, like that of a lynx. It was only an accident, but that moment of stupidity cost me my tail, and my peace...
Others?: I hope you don't mind that I've added to the form. But I wanted to add a little more detail to it.

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