·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ .·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙ ✩ *̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ . ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩·̩̩＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙ Bio: Name: Glitzz Nickname: Peachy Pronouns: She/Her Personality: Calm, Extroverted, Stubborn, Clumsy Birthday: 8/1 Star Sign: Leo - Gender: Female, Straight - Likes: - Flowers - Quiet - Best Friends - x x x x - Dislikes: - Anything Rotten - Anything Loud - Anyone Annoying Her - x x x x - Trivia: - She secretly hates fresh pomegranate - She has been living alone for 9 years - She is 15 in human years Backstory: Glitzz was born as a stubborn cat, though she loved her parents deeply, she couldn’t figure out why her parents left her. “Jacob I-“ Capri started, looking at the stubborn face of her child. “Glitzz, she’s…” “Imperfect?” The big cat deeply mewed. “If so, she isn’t like our other little ones.” I stared in confusion, as I tripped over another flower pot. “Oh shoot.” I said. I could hear my parents arguing, and the thumping of my brother and sister. I wasn’t like anyone. I was a stubborn, clumsy child, though I never knew how I could control it. At school, I was always nicknamed ‘Flower Face.’ And at home, I always get at least one talk about breaking things a day. Unlike my siblings, I was born different. I have a flower in replacement of my eye, and unusual coloring. That’s when the thumping and the arguing stopped. I knew something I would regret was coming up. I tiptoed over to where my parents where. I could only hear them murmur and whisper, “she’s a goner” and “let’s leave her.” Of course, I didn’t know what they were talking about, so I tiptoed away. Once everything went silent again, I decided to see my brother and sister again. As I walked to their room, I noticed something. Everything was in place, though I saw some blurry figures of my brother and sister playing, as they rushed out of the room and went to my parents. I tried stopping the figures, but they wouldn’t stop. All they did was prance on over outside and run into the trees. I find myself gone. All alone. I sit on the doorstep. “Mom..? Dad…? Kaylee…? Widson…?” I started, breaking up. “Did you- leave me? Is that what you wanted to do when you said, ‘she’s a goner’?” I soon realized that I was crying petals, and my flower got tighter and tighter until I couldn’t breathe. I was breathing heavily, when I opened my eyes and saw a whole dome made out of flowers surrounding me. When I heard a voice saying something to me. “Where the field of flowers grow, you will know you are home.” - - - End
Disclamer: This may not look like my artstyle, I figured to try a new one. You can kinda see my other parts of my Other artstyle, but just keep in mind this is my art. Also, for the animation I simplified the design a bit.
