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Bonus wrote:Username: Bonus
Brompton Gender: Female.
Brompton Name: Esta. Name meaning, Star. Origin, Persian.
Height: 5'3.
Weight: One hundred, forty nine pounds.
{ The height and weight are below average due to heath issues. If you don't prefer this then I can change it. :) }
Personality*Required*: Esta is naturally friendly among her kind, and opens up well. She isn't one to talk unless someone other then herself starts the conversation. The Brompton tries to act maturely enough for someone to look up to. Always trying to be an inspiration to at least one. Esta has fun thinking of herself as one of the respected leaders. Mature, cool, perfect. Obviously she isn't going to even try, but the thought is heaven in her mind. Esta has the fault of being deceived. She'll easily get uncomfortable in tight spaces or crowded surroundings.
She can grow snappy in hard times.
History: Esta was born with four other siblings, unfortunately all remained extremely unhealthy, counting herself. The parents of the Brompton Cocktail family were distant relatives, however it appeared enough to cause harm to their Risings. Eight hours after the birth, a babe of the family passed suddenly. Almost to quickly. It was alarming, causing panic and heart break. Esta herself could barely breath through her lungs, while the others showed various, and obvious signs. The parents searched among the healers with great haste. As they went through them, alot of them offered to take up a cub, it was hard, as they went lesser and lesser risings they had beside them, till finally none stood among them. The healers, seemed to be doubtful. Already two more of the cubs have passed quietly in their sleep, "they just aren't strong enough" the thoughts seemed to be in the air. A couple of the healers silently blamed the parents for the mistake in breeding, it was troubling for everyone to see these Risings die off quickly as they were. With only two days passing, only two were remaining as the other healers shared the sorrowful news with the parents. Esta, and a brother were remaining. The healers in charge were desperate now. To their diet, to sleeping, to anything at hand. But.. as the hours drifted, the brother of Esta passed. Making herself the last. The heart broken parents were sure that this female as well was to pass, shortly. The healers, sharing to their greif, assisted Esta and the healer in charge of her. They were all doubtful. If the others were to die why not this cub? Making her comfortable and soft bedding of leaves, and other resources they could bear, only had to wait. They couldn't give her up quite yet back to the parents, if there was an opportunity to save this Rising, they had to wait and see. Days passed, while Esta remained sick, she didn't happened to be getting any worse, however she didn't appear to be getting better as well. It was hopeful though, as the days ragged on the female seemed to be growing stronger against this life threating heath condition. All the healers were sure she would have passed by now, it bared smiles among them, till finally after two months of Esta living with the healer(s) they returned her to her parents. They were filled with joy, but they still remained weary that she would not survive. Even in her later years, they treated her as a baby. Bringing her food, suggesting to lay down, it was sicking to Esta, though at times she accepted gratefully. As she grew, the stronger against the condition she got. However even now she is weak, and her breathing still bothers her. Though her vision and hearing remain the same of an average Brompton. Her speed is average, but her heath she'll get exhausted fast.
Other: Dwa my gosh I need this so bad I love her so much dwa gimmeth. If you're against the heath condition idea that's fine. :] You don't have to accept my form with others trying and everything. WHHHAAA? It dwa most awesome thing! Give it to me.
Coyote Tequila wrote:Bonus wrote:Username: Bonus
Brompton Gender: Female.
Brompton Name: Esta. Name meaning, Star. Origin, Persian.
Height: 5'3.
Weight: One hundred, forty nine pounds.
{ The height and weight are below average due to heath issues. If you don't prefer this then I can change it. :) }
Personality*Required*: Esta is naturally friendly among her kind, and opens up well. She isn't one to talk unless someone other then herself starts the conversation. The Brompton tries to act maturely enough for someone to look up to. Always trying to be an inspiration to at least one. Esta has fun thinking of herself as one of the respected leaders. Mature, cool, perfect. Obviously she isn't going to even try, but the thought is heaven in her mind. Esta has the fault of being deceived. She'll easily get uncomfortable in tight spaces or crowded surroundings.
She can grow snappy in hard times.
History: Esta was born with four other siblings, unfortunately all remained extremely unhealthy, counting herself. The parents of the Brompton Cocktail family were distant relatives, however it appeared enough to cause harm to their Risings. Eight hours after the birth, a babe of the family passed suddenly. Almost to quickly. It was alarming, causing panic and heart break. Esta herself could barely breath through her lungs, while the others showed various, and obvious signs. The parents searched among the healers with great haste. As they went through them, alot of them offered to take up a cub, it was hard, as they went lesser and lesser risings they had beside them, till finally none stood among them. The healers, seemed to be doubtful. Already two more of the cubs have passed quietly in their sleep, "they just aren't strong enough" the thoughts seemed to be in the air. A couple of the healers silently blamed the parents for the mistake in breeding, it was troubling for everyone to see these Risings die off quickly as they were. With only two days passing, only two were remaining as the other healers shared the sorrowful news with the parents. Esta, and a brother were remaining. The healers in charge were desperate now. To their diet, to sleeping, to anything at hand. But.. as the hours drifted, the brother of Esta passed. Making herself the last. The heart broken parents were sure that this female as well was to pass, shortly. The healers, sharing to their greif, assisted Esta and the healer in charge of her. They were all doubtful. If the others were to die why not this cub? Making her comfortable and soft bedding of leaves, and other resources they could bear, only had to wait. They couldn't give her up quite yet back to the parents, if there was an opportunity to save this Rising, they had to wait and see. Days passed, while Esta remained sick, she didn't happened to be getting any worse, however she didn't appear to be getting better as well. It was hopeful though, as the days ragged on the female seemed to be growing stronger against this life threating heath condition. All the healers were sure she would have passed by now, it bared smiles among them, till finally after two months of Esta living with the healer(s) they returned her to her parents. They were filled with joy, but they still remained weary that she would not survive. Even in her later years, they treated her as a baby. Bringing her food, suggesting to lay down, it was sicking to Esta, though at times she accepted gratefully. As she grew, the stronger against the condition she got. However even now she is weak, and her breathing still bothers her. Though her vision and hearing remain the same of an average Brompton. Her speed is average, but her heath she'll get exhausted fast.
Other: Dwa my gosh I need this so bad I love her so much dwa gimmeth. If you're against the heath condition idea that's fine. :] You don't have to accept my form with others trying and everything. WHHHAAA? It dwa most awesome thing! Give it to me.
That was a sad story ;-; But, congrats you got her.

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