Username:
The Stalker
Pup I Want:
Numero 1 <3
Why I want this Pup:
I love how the design is simple yet the order of the colors match so well <3
Light under dark and average between both. That's how I like to order the colors most of the time, if you get what I mean. XD
What I'll do with the Pup:
Soon enough, I will have at least one piece of art for all my characters and will go for a second piece after the first round. They will have a chance to be on my sig for one week then after all get a chance, I will get them one by one again on my sig, everytime a different drawing.
I will be having a webcomic soon so she may be in it soon enough!
Name of Pup:
Triska
Gender of Pup:
Female
Personality:
Imaginative
She loves to imagine what would happen in the future and what may be out there in a world she hasn't fully discovered. Wether she imagines butterflies, to flowers, to bugs and grubs, to huge creatures and monsters! She will always have a place for her imagination in her heart.
Curious
Almost as if her imagination has given her this characteristic, she can end up being very curious if her surroundings and what she lives on. Maybe she lives on Earth. Maybe she lives on something else.
Quiet
She keeps quiet most of the time and likes to keep her opinions or imaginative thoughts to herself. But unlesss she gets flooded with idea she just HAS to tell, she'll tell her siblings or her mother and father.
Discreet
She tends to be shy sometimes but does like to meeet new people when around them when she gets the chance to. But at other times, she's not as communicative.
Story:
Triska quietly stared out into the open field, taking in the smell of grass and the fresh breeze that swept by and ruffled her fur. It was finally the time to venture the world alone. Thought it would take time to get used to everything, she knew she would discover deadly and beautiful things and the first thing she discovered was the sweet smell of the world outside.
It was like a fantasy, but she knew it was real. Almost everything her mother and father said, especially her father that would sometimes exaggerate everything, she knew, even without the exaggerations, that the world was a wonderful place, even when it was filled with darkness in almost every corner.
Without hesitation, she leaped forward and trotted down the hill, squealing as she brushed by some tall grass. It felt like heaven being out of the small den she had been for so long, bundled up with her siblings, barely having space to play. Now her chances were better, and she had a whole field, a whole world to discover. Though she could hear her siblings following, she ran with all the speed she could, he paws beating the earth beneath her feat and she let out a yip of joy, which was heard as an echo to her, and she closed her eyes, imagining that echo rushing past everything, spreading out to the entire, world...
Other:
Might have art sicne you started judging cx