Username-{Tuesday}
Name- Spark
Age- 3 yrs
Gender -Male
personality- Spark loves computers. He experiments on them, plays them, rips them apart and then puts them back together. Apart from stuck on the computer, Spark loves the outdoors too. Climbing, exploring, chasing, chewing, eating, destroying, everything outside. His favorite thing to do though is climb trees. He sometimes gets to the very top.
History- Spark was born on the 22 of August 2009. One day he went adventuring and lost his mother. He didn't know where she was. So he walked around, looking for her until he came to a town. He entered it and forgot about his mother. He wanted to explore this! He spent most of his time hiding from the two legged walkers and playing with things. Eventually, after being around them so much, Spark got used to fiddling with computers and never messed up. A lesson he learnt from the warehouse {see below}
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Short Story-
How Spark got his name.
One day, a small Zander(s) walked by. He padded lightly and came to a warehouse. He slowly entered, trying not to be seen. He snuck in and saw a big black thing with a fine white line around it. A computer! he thought. He had seen and heard these things everywhere. They were big or small, fat or thin, smart or dumb. He pressed buttons, opened the drive and played with it, not knowing what he was doing. He did this for a few days until he busted it. Sparks flew out and someone found him. More sparks flew until the human picked him up and named him Spark
{if that's too, computery I have a natural story}
Spark was venturing in the forest. He was a fairly young, but old enough to survive by himself. He had given up on computers. His kind wasn't meant for the advanced life of humans. So he left. He ventured further. Deeper into a place that once was his homeland. He came across a hollow, vaguely familiar to his eyes. He searched around. It was getting to his head, every step, gave him more about the place. It's feel, it's air, his.. Birthplace. Sark sat for a moment. How he missed his siblings.
He stayed here for a few days. Getting hungry, thirsty, he was tired and starving. His senses pricked. His eyes widened. A Smell whiffed by his nose. He lowered into a crouch and stalked forward. He peered through a bush. The deer was right infront of him, unaware for Spark was down wind. He leapt, jumping from the bush that was once hiding him. Catching the deer. He lay it down. The sense of the wild had seeped through and Spark was wild once more.
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Praises
Absolutely beautiful, amazing and I adore him, good luck to the others!
{if this isn't the place to post the form, pm me so I can delete it.}