~Press Space~ ——— I need someone to explain why I go overboard with my bio and backstory sobb//but I’m proud of this one because I based it off of the one I did for the moon cat <3 ——— the reason it’s simplified is just that the patterns didn’t work well with my art style, so I had to just make a better version?? this one works better for me and it still looks good :) if you’d prefer if I didn’t do that I’ll make a new picture Also I would animate, but I currently don’t have a platform to animate on that I can use effectively ok that’s it you may continue~ ————— The story here is there’s basically a cat sent from the heavens to wander earth but he doesn’t know anything so he’s kinda just... there/He was created to be a soldier to personally defend his creator and his creator’s friends/His life experience is based off of him trying to learn things like complex emotions and understanding life in general. ===== -Bio- Name: To be determined (like he gets a new name each year if it is shown that he learned enough in that year) - Gender: Male - Personality: Kind-Hearted, Gentle but strict, Learner, Loving, Understanding - Likes: The wind, trying to fly like Euphobia does, exercise and playing games - Hates: being tricked, being hurt, hating things, being betrayed by someone close to him/the idea of betrayal, allergies, and darkness - Loves: deserts/candy, learning about the world he lives in, fish/sushi, seafood/shrimp in particular - Love interest: Not at the moment - Friends: most of the other cats he works with, Euphobia (his creator) - Enemies: people who attack him or hurt him in a way that scars him for a long amount of time/this can change is they are genuinely remorseful for their actions, but not every time/someone can hurt him so badly that he would become enraged or show sadness at the very sight of that person - Fears: heights, losing what he has learned and experienced over all these years, letting Euphobia down, not being there for someone, dark, and allergies - Special Features: He can’t speak that well, he shows most emotion through his eyes, can’t fly even though he should be able to, he is allergic to a lot of stuff/a lot of food in particular but it makes him sneeze and throw up depending on what it is so it’s pretty bad
The cat sat up above the clouds. How did he get here? This was a mystery even to him. Or was it them? Her? He didn’t know this either. All he knew was that he sat above the clouds. He had not come into existence until this moment, and now that he had, he felt satisfaction in being there. He smiled proudly as he looked down on the other clouds, finding them to look strange. He could see many different shapes, many different sizes, many different colors. As he took a step forward, he found himself abruptly falling to the ground. No, he wasn’t falling... it was more like he was... flying? Hovering? As he came to the ground, he found himself in the middle of a field. There were many different things here. He saw clouds... no not clouds... and some big animals that were grazing in the plains nearby. Where was he? Stepping forward, he saw more and more. He learned that by moving like this, he could see more. Exciting! What else was there? After walking at least a mile north, he found himself tumbling down a hill. As he fell, he felt fear and slight pain, but once he got back up, he shook himself off and kept moving. When he looked forward, he can see many trees and plants. Going through these trees, he finds that he can still see in the darkness. His tail and star markings light the path before him. Walking slowly, the cat needs a drink. He looks around for a source of water. There is a lake. This lake has fish in it, which he can eat. As he drinks, there is another cat that approaches him. He sees in the new reflection glowing eyes and sharp fang-like teeth. He hesitated, but looked up to see a yellow cat who grins politely. “I am Euphobia,” it says. “And you are... well who do you want to be?” The cat hesitated once again. It had no clue what the cat intended him to do. “Can you not speak? Are you mute? Have I done wrong with my creation?” Euphobia lifts up the cat’s chin, so that he looks toward the sky. He places his paw on his chest, placing knowledge of the world in his head. The cat jumps back in panic, coming to realize everything about his situation in the world, knowing not his origins, but yet knowing through Euphobia’s eyes. He found himself in a strange place that he did not know, yet it seemed so strangely familiar. When he looked up at the sky now, it was the same pale pink that he had seen in the reflection of the yellow cat. But looking at what was that cat, he could see a twisted figure that still faintly resembled a cat. “Euphobia?” he whispered timidly, fearing the creature before him. Euphobia touched the cat’s forehead. “I am here. I will not harm you.” Euphobia replies, drawing back its arm so that the cat could see that he was the same as before. “Better?” The cat stood frozen. “I will call you Fear, then, since you are afraid. When you grow older, you will be called Patience, perhaps understanding?” “Fear?...I-“ “Euphobia. It is a fear. I was given my name because of how afraid I was of the world and of the good things to come from it. You do not know the world, as I haven’t given you the knowledge to do so. Now you will come with me, and learn what you must so that you can earn your name here.” Euphobia gestured for the cat to follow. The cat followed Euphobia, not knowing what would come from this. Perhaps he would be powerful? Strong? Or would he fall again as he had before? Only time would tell.
