This took sooo long! I'm really bad at drawing cats, but after so many fails, I finally did this. I won't say this is my best art ever, but I kinda like it. I also attempted a backstory in the Notes and Credits section, which I'm quite happy with. Hope you like it! If you didn't know, DTA stands for draw to adopt RULES -no tracing, stealing or using bases. You won't be able to participate anymore if you do. -no bribing. That will kick you out as well. -no harassing others or saying stuff like, "my entry is bad" or, "I probably lost.". Will also kick you out. -you can change small parts or make it anthro/feral
Drawn in vector scratch. Refference (click) is drawn by @Chlo-sushi-cat :) -Backstory- Tired. JellyFish was tired. Tired of no memory, tired of so many rude fish, tired of this stupid coral reef. He had searched the whole place, asked every living thing he found(the clams were rude enough to pretend not to hear him), and still found no information on his past. Several octopuses were kind enough, and one even gave him a bag of fish to eat, but still no clue of who he was. And his bag of fish was now empty. He had woken up in this reef with no memory, not even his name. All the sea creatures started calling him 'JellyFish' for the weird tentacles he had for a tail, but really they didn't know who he was. And after all that had happened that day, he was tired, and he needed a place to stay. He strolled over to the dens in which the octopuses hid, but they were no where to be seen. And JellyFish had a feeling that they wouldn't be so kind to a stranger who broke into their homes. So JellyFish swam to an empty pile of sand, already half asleep. He closed his eyes, and fell asleep... For about two and a half seconds. He felt something tickling his back - like little tiny legs. "Gah!" he yelped. He turned around to see a tiny crab's angry face. "Who said you can rest in my territory?" The crab snapped - both with his mouth and his pincers. JellyFish ducked to dodge the pincers and groaned. He didn't know crabs had 'territories'. "Fine," he huffed, and he swam away, feeling as tired as ever. Will I ever find my place, thought JellyFish. Will I ever find friends, or a loving family? JellyFish sat in a pile of sea grass, cold, hungry, and as lonely as ever. And tired. JellyFish was very tired. -To be continued, if I get to adopt JellyFish-
