Key: #. Name, Species, pronouns 1. Sophie, Fruit Dragon, she/her 2. Citrus, Cat, he/him Sophie's Backstory: The Story of An Orphaned Sister-less Dragon There were two dragons. One purely white, the other pink. And they were partners. Together they had two hatchlings. One white, the other pink with white paws and tail, with green spines covering her. The white one was called Snowdrift, the other Sophie. Around seven years later, unfortunately, one day while Sophie and Snowdrift were at school, a fire struck their parents' work, leaving both parents unalived. Snowdrift left Sophie when she found out, leaving Sophie alone at the wee age of 7 dragon years, around the time when dragonets' parents have to start paying for school. Having only been half-educated, recently orphaned, and her twin gone, Sophie set out to find shelter. Many years later, around when Sophie was 18 dragon years old, she finally found that shelter. She had traveled the world, only to find herself back at her home-country. One of her old neighbors had a dragonet who was around Sophie's age. Sophie took shelter with them until she was the mandatory age for living alone, her 21st birthday. It was then that Sophie realized her feelings for her neighbor's son. He admitted too, and when he reached his coming-of-age, they set out to find a new home (and potentially Snowdrift). poor girl :(
Some art by me the rest + characters belong to @SiaAnimatesStuff backstory is mine names are mine all relation to other entries completely accidental Citrus's Backstory: An Adoption Story ! WARNING: DO NOT GO FARTHER IF SAD STORIES/MOVIES MAKE YOU CRY ! ! CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK ! sad cranky old man Citrus was the son of two cats named Orange and Bob. Taken by Furless to go live with some other Furless, his life started out pretty rough. Unlike his previous captors, this Furless was kind to Citrus. He may not have so generous back, though. The Furless was very old, though. On the day that she never returned, she had given Citrus a whole bunch of food that morning. That afternoon, another Furless had arrived, and Citrus, thinking it was his old Furless from his breeding coming to take him back, shrunk back into the house. The Furless was actually the one that had rescued him first, the one that had given him to his late Furless. She somehow lured him out from under the table, and had taken him back to her house, only to realize that her daughter was allergic to cats. The Furless then returned to the cage-den, where Citrus lives still to this day, waiting, hoping, for a miracle. Ok, this one's sadder (-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩___-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩) HELP SAVE CITRUS ADOPT NOW!
