Congrats on 200+! (You absolutely deserve it) I’m entering for muddy morning, witch i’ll be re-naming Caramel (if i win, of course). I really like the design, the colors are rly pretty and i like how the squares on the scarf help with defining the shape when you’re drawing! Bio: (i may have gone overboard) Part 1: Caramel was someone’s pet, not particularly smart, but it didn’t bother anyone too much, she got what she needed from her owners. One night, Caramel was returning to the house, when she saw that it was on fire. (I needed to get the owners out of the way, and this was easiest, sry.) she’s about to run in and salvage her toy knight-saves-the-princess style, but she saw someone running away, lighter in hand, who doesn't look anything like her owners. She didn’t understand what’s going on, but, curious, she followed the person. When he got to his house, however, he locked the door before Caramel could get in. She scratched the door a bit, but when nothing happened, she lost interest and started looking for food. She didn’t find much, unfortunately, because she doesn’t know what to look for, (being fed by her owners all her life meant she never had to get her food herself.) And was about to look for a place to sleep when she saw a cat, clearly skinny despite its long curled fur, witch was pearly white. Aside form its emerald green eyes, it looked like a ghost in the night, slowly approaching Caramel. Part 2: As it got closer, Caramel saw that it didn’t look particularly hostile, there was a slight hesitance in her step as she came. “I’ve been watching you for a while now” the cat meowed when they where close enough to hear each other “Here, i found this earlier today, you’ll need it” It dropped a half-eaten fish in front of Caramel. “What is THAT? -Let’s just say it’s edible” Witch, though it really shouldn't have been, was enough for Caramel “I’m Snow, by the way” the cat meowed distractedly Once Caramel was done eating, (she swallowed more than a few fishbones and hated it) Snow and Caramel talked for a bit while looking for shelter, and when Caramel had finished explaining what had happened to her, Snow meowed “Don’t you miss your old owners? -Not really, i mean, the house caching fire was quite distracting... -Speaking of witch, it didn’t spontaneously combust, did it? -Wait... It hadn’t? -Well from what i understand, you caught the person who set on fire, how you hadn’t realized, i don’t know. -WhAt” Caramel stopped. They where passing the nearby pet store, Caramel had never gone in there, but HAD noticed her owners always came back with bags of food. She turned to walk towards it. “Wh-what are you doing?!” Snow asked, panicking slightly. “Getting us something to EAT. -Are you mad? I mean, if we get caught- WAIT” She chased after Caramel. “If you REALLY want to, i guess i could join you... -Great!” Part 3: “So the first thing is... How do we get in?” Snow asked. “How about the front door?” They split up once inside, and it was Snow who found the food, she called Caramel there and punctured the bag with her claw. “Please hurry up, i don’t like this... everything was going alright when “MOMMY, MOMMY, LOOK!” a small human child had passed them, he didn’t look older than three. “MOMMY, CAN I PET THE CAT?” One of the employees turned around thinking he was talking about the kittens on sale. Instead, he saw Snow and Caramel. “Choo! Choo!” He was running towards them. Snow took fright and ran away, and, imitating her, Caramel followed. Snow, looking behind her to check if they where still being followed, meowed: “PLEASE remind me why i got involved in this?! -Because we like each other!!! -DO WE THOUGH?!” Part 4: They spent a few days thinking about what to do about the man who set the house on fire. Snow, predictably, tries to convince Caramel to forget about it. Caramel, just as predictably, doesn't. Eventually Snow gives in, and they begin plotting. A few days later, they have a fully formed plan, a rock attached to a vine, witch they can barely pull, and knowledge on how window-blinds work. (Obtained with Caramel staring at them for hours and somehow not getting bored) so when they reach the house, they manage to set up the rock on the living room’s doorframe so that it falls and locks the door when someone opens it. (The vine was for getting it up there,) This took a few hours, and they barely had time to finish when the person entered. The rock fell, as planned, and they hurried to lock the window-blinds. He had to get out by the chimney.
@Newt-Niff for the DTA and charecther desing All art by @TheSnowfall (me)