Why, hello there, my name is Adamented! I go by many names, Adam, Adamina, Ada-vera, Adavis, Ada, and Addie, but a common nickname that most use for me is Ada. My name is a mix of the words "adamant" meaning stubborn and "amour" which is French for love. I felt like just using that was too close to my real-life name (which I wont tell you, because privacy hnnn) so I first created the name AdamantAdamour, and it soon came together to be 'Adamented' which is now the main name I go by.
I am striving to be an animator, and I already do a lot of art, which is often posted through my deviantart or twitter, my profile picture is an example of the art I do, which is mostly human now- but that's why I need a not-human character! I just draw people too much.
The sweetheart I will be adopting is the first one in Kennel 39, on the top row to the left ;)
Why do you want her?
I personally have lost the muse for a lot of my older 'feral' characters, and I needed a new one to fit in with my new feral main character that I got as a character gift during Artfight (draw for me by someone by the name Yukikitty). Not only that, but seeing the design really caught my eye because this character will, supposedly, be a reincarnation (I had a better word, I just can't find it right now) of my best friend, essentially as my own fursona's best friend, and her nickname has been "Star" for a while. I also love the design because it reminds me of a peacock, of which I have feathers all over my room- I also have tree sparrow feathers, robin feathers, bluejay feathers, seagull feathers, pigeon feathers, and many more- so you could say the design really spoke to me and my personally preferences. So that is why I want them.
Where can she be seen? What is her purpose/what will she do?
I do a lot of anthropological (
not to be confused with "furry", I don't ever want to be called that) art and roleplay of my characters, and I may convert the design to a human appearance as well. I hope to make a story of this character with my best friend, since it is a representation (
there's that word I was looking for) of her. I will definitely draw her, I might modify the design a bit. So far I plan to add peacock feathers, somewhere, probably a star-charm necklace, I might draw her with the star only on her
left shoulder, and remove the crescent moon entirely, the tail might take a more stripey look, and I might add more design to the ears or face. The eye color might change as well to contrast a bit better so they stand out from the design. I'll probably make several different timelines and stories with this character as I often do with the different forms- human, anthro, shifter, other species, etcetera- I will probably also buy commissions of this character, especially partner art with my own fursona. I may also very well create a gay partner to be with this character. You'll probably see use of her on Xanje/Feralfront, Deviantart, Twitter, and of course Chickensmoothie! I might livestream while I do art of her at times as well. I
can't guarantee that her design wont change more after the initial changes far in the future, as often a lot of my characters undergo some physical changes eventually, I don't really think about it, I just change some small things when I get tired of drawing the exact same thing over and over.
Name & Nicknames
Their name with be Réalta, which is the Irish (Gaelic) word for "Star", nickname being "Beag" or "Beag Réalta" which means "little" or "little star", a fitting nickname since the person they will represent is very short or 'little' in comparison to everyone else. I always tell her the smallest stars shine the brightest whenever she gets down about people making fun of her little-ness.
Gender & Orientations
This character will be genderfluid or ambiguous of gender, meaning that it changes or they have none, but will be biologically female and depicted as feminine mostly. They will be drawn as female for the most part of their human art. She is a panromantic homosexual, and because that isn't very clear, it is according to her biological gender- meaning she has more attraction towards females, but is open to be in a romantic relationship with anyone.
Who is
She is very out there and outgoing, she loves making friends and in turn she has lot's of them. At times she gets frustrated and upset because she can't make time for all her friends, and she often leaves out one or two of the same friends almost all the time, but she knows they love her anyway even if she can't always balance them into her life. In this way, she is also a social butterfly, and finds herself jumping between friends and friend groups often, sometimes pushing away certain friends without realizing it because she is a bit too involved with her new friends- they aren't necessarily better, or mean more to her, but they just attract more of her attention at first for a while. She can be ignorant of how she affects her friends at times, not realizing how she makes them feel and sometimes not caring to think of it at all, which is a habit that is really hard for her to break when she's constantly between all her friends and dividing her time to be with them all and trying not to hurt anyone at the same time. She is a bit lazy, and loves to just lay around and play games, her favorite place is her bed after all, where she sits with her laptop or her game controllers playing many different things- from Sims 4, to Alien Isolation, to Legend of Zelda, to Super Smash Brothers.
She is a bit of a pessimist at times and can see things on a very dark outlook, but she does try to find a bright side in everything. She is quite excitable and at times a little moody, which can make your head spin if you're not used to it. She loves music, especially Disney and Five Seconds Of Summer, which she sings along to loud and proud. She also plays acoustic and electric guitar, and is very passionate about it even if she doesn't have time to play most of the time. She loves listening to piano and has a keyboard, though she hardly ever plays it and prefers to hear others play for her songs she's never heard instead of the simple songs that are the only ones she knows, such as London Bridge. She is very booksmart and streetsmart, academically she is a straight A student though she isn't much of an active person due to her slight laziness, she does like the sports baseball and volleyball even if she plays neither. She is very strong hearted, and can take a lot, most of the time she tries to help everyone else before herself, always trying to do the right thing, which can go against what's good for her at times.
History (So Far)
She grew up in a forest that is eternally winter and is always cold, for this reason she loves going to tropical places. She left her family of her mom, her dad, and her little brother, to live on her own in a warmer area where she met her current best friend and all her other friends. It rains a lot there and personally she doesn't really appreciate the rain but disliking it doesn't make it go away all the same, unfortunately. She always loved to sing and used to sing to the birds as a young wolf-lion hybrid pup, and often collected the feathers they dropped on the ground, hiding it her den. Her best friend gave her the peacock feathers in which she now wears on her fur, as a resemblance of their friendship. When she sleeps she often dreams of moments with her friends that have not occurred, and usually don't occur unless she does something to make them happen. The dreams usually don't last long before she wakes, almost the same time every single morning- 6am. Being one of the only few awake at this time she often walks down to the river across the meadow, which is always covered in golden grass and a shining thin layer of dew, glistening as it slides down the stalks of barley and drips onto the dirt and moss underneath. It's at this time that the sun is just rising and the clouds are a light orange, the sky tinged green and pink, and the rays of light are just starting to chase off the slight chill that breezes through her fur and makes her shudder. On her way to the river she often hums Claire De Lune, careful to watch her paws as the damp and slightly muddy earth turns rocky and slippery covered in the remnants of the night's rain, creating small puddles and trails of water through crevasses which she tries to avoid injuring herself on, searching for the flattest areas to find her footing to continue.
Some of the rocks are sharp, but have been becoming dull from the weathering and the time they've been there as she and many others looking to cross the river have just about worn a path in the stones. The water when she reaches it is usually calm at this time, trickling quietly off the rocks in a tiny waterfall further up, and running smooth like a creak the further down it goes. Where she stands at the edge of it is the calmest, most still part of the river, a few meters in each direction is glass like water so still it reflects the sky almost as if it were a mirror casting shadows onto the sunrise. Not to be taken for mistake, the river can only be crossed during the late evening before it rains and in the morning after the rain has stopped, or at night during the rain where it becomes a bit more difficult. She knows only too well how in only an hour's time or so, the river becomes vivid and alive, lapping at the sky angrily, hungering to bring down and suffocate the air from the lungs of any poor soul to stand too close on it's slimy rock shore. It's when the sun has finally risen and melted the forming frost and snow on the nearby mountains, only a few days travel away, forcing the excess water to run from the slope down into the river, creating rapids that are always unforgiving. By morning the debris it brings down with it has settled along with the water, making it safer to drink and travel over, though you still could in the evening or night, it would only be harder to see where you stepped and may cause you to trip on the sediment, gravel, and branches that hide just below the dark surface hidden by the reflection of late-day's shadows.
She has to be quick if she hasn't hunted during the night or morning of previous days, because very little prey lives on her side of the river but instead resides in the sheltered darkness of the forest where many of her friends live because of the easier access to resources such as the prey there. Usually she is careful and ginger about crossing the river, but this time and times like this when she has as little time as she does to hunt and return, she throws her cautions out a metaphorical window of her mind and takes a leap of faith based on what she can see above the surface. Luckily with the sun still set, she can see most of the settled debris, what hasn't already been washed away, and can judge for the most part where is safe. She tries to memorize the image in front of her before dashing forward into the water, breaking the surface and sending shards of clear liquid into the air as her paws sink up to mid-leg, running forward before digging her paws into the earth under the river right before a huge dip in it's depth, pushing upwards to land on a log that is jutting upwards to the sky.
She lands hard, but unfortunately the log is covered in algae and moss, making it slimy as well as wet and causing her to slip. She tries to use her claws, which are thankfully longer and more tuned to grip because of her lioness heritage, but soon a misstep finds her sliding off the log and chipping the edge of one of her claws in an attempt to hold on. She slips into the water, too deep for her to stand, and if forced to try to swim to somewhere that is shallow enough for her to stand. Her head dips under the water a few times in the attempt, which she hates the feeling of especially when water gets in her sensitive ears, but soon finds safety in what is almost a plateau of flat stone at the edge of the drop. She quickly leaps onto the stone and rests for a moment, this whole encounter has wasted a lot of her time and she still isn't across quite yet, but she makes a note to herself to check for shallower spots along the river to cross. The rest of the way is much easier, not getting any deeper than mid-leg thankfully, and she has no trouble getting up the riverbank onto solid ground. One of her claws is bleeding she notices, probably from the awkward grip she had on that log earlier, but she isn't too worried as she knows it will heal just as the chipped claw will grow back.
As she enters the forest, she shakes off her fur sending droplets flying in every direction and letting out a sigh, sinking below the edge of the long grass so she could be hidden from plain view, her damp fur darkened from the moisture aiding in camouflaging her in the shadows of the tall trees. When she hunts, she is at quite a disadvantage and has to hunt smaller prey since both sides of her ancestry are group-hunting species, however she makes the best of what she has with her strong nose and hearing, and her sharp, hooked claws. When she's caught whatever prey she could during the day and has less that half an hour to get back to and across the river, she heads back. It's a task for her, crossing the river again, but this time she remembers the dropoff in the river where the debris that had been there for so long had been pushed away that caused the depths to increase there, and she takes a shallower route that gets her across safely. She could already feel the current strengthening and she is relieved to reach the other end of the river and pull herself out of the water, and walks with the prey she caught back to her den, the birds finally awakening giving her lovely song on her travels back to her place of peace on her own, where she sleeps, where she eats, and where she sings, her home.
Likes & Dislikes
She likes to eat rabbit and fish, though she can only catch fish from the lake which is almost a month's travel down river. She loved the way snow looked on the land she used to live, covering the pines and other needled trees in thick blankets of pure untouched innocence, and the prints that she left to show that she was marking the land and making a difference with every step. Unfortunately, the place where her brother and parents are is far beyond this river land and behind the mountain at the river's end. It's too hard to travel over the mountain for her to visit often, so she hasn't gone back since she left. She loves the sound of birdsong, and she loves the sound of rain and thunder though she is well aware of the danger of lightening, and hates the rain and being wet or cold. She loves singing, and she hates silence. She often likes to lay in the meadow in the sun when it is high above her burning hot in the sky during the summers. She also loves the taste of peach, and all kinds of music. She has strong distaste towards cheese and vinegar.
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Scenes
Réalta (character) Ada (my fursona)
Am I not trying hard enough? Am I trying too hard?
No- I swear it's enough, it's just hard for me.
I'm sorry, that's my fault, I shouldn't have tried so hard.
N-please! It's not your fault, I just don't have time anymore.
You don't have time for me? What about everyone else?
I'm trying, you know you're stronger than them, if I spent as much time with you and spent less time with them, they wouldn't want to be friends with me. Do... do you still want to be best friends?
I want to be friends, but we never even talk anymore.
Well I still want to, too. We'll figure this out, we're best friends!
Are we?
I promise, I promise we are.
...
Will you... will you play piano for me again?
Oh- okay. Sure, of course Little.
Just one more song this time, I swear
Okay.
Just one.
Poetry
Sweet silver star, hidden by blue when the sun does shine
Your soul is pure gold, burning inside
It melts my heart, it opens my mind-written by myself (Adamented)No one asks a star to shine brighter
To shape up its five corners
and become Crayola yellow
No,
We just lie on our backs
Surrendered to its sky.
Perhaps we are its stars
And it lies there
On the sky's cozy big black blanket
Not asking us to be anything else
But exactly who we are-
Beautiful sparks of human life-Stars by Jessica ChiltonFavorite food is coffee cake, favorite drink is Orange Pekoe tea, her hobby is playing videogames, she has a weakness for sweets and chocolate especially caffeine, Theme Song, favorite color is ,
She has a loving family of one younger brother, a mother and a father who both love her.
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by shortstop » Mon Nov 09, 2015 2:09 am 
It's very pretty, I am surprised it didn't sell <3
