Hello and welcome to Up Sky High! First, before you read below, I would appreciate if you looked at the art! Just tap! Down below is explaining about the art pieces, and below THAT, his bio and backstory. #1- so this first one is pretty weird, but I actually really like it. I was getting used to drawing him, and tried it in a different style, and it ended kinda cute. #2- this one ISN’T my style either, it’s honestly him from a distance. On this sketch I forgot the bag ;-; and I completely forgot he had stripes until I finished the art, sorry. #3- just some random sketch’s of his vital features. That head shot in the corner, I tried to make him confused, but now he looks mad ;-; -#4 I LOVE this so much!!! This is kinda a bust I guess. He’s blushing in most of the images, i jsut like that ^^ . Not to proud of the shading though. -#5 I’m really proud of the shading in this. This is a full body, but I don’t like how his body turned out, sadly. I added ‘Messenger’ on the bag in fancy font ^^. OH NO I JUST REALIZED I FORGOT THE WINGS! Nuuuu, *sob* So that’s all. Here’s his bio down below ———— | Name: Skyler Messenger Gender: Male Sex: straight. Age: 13 (not in human years though lol) Personality: a shy, nervous, easily frightened tom, who is easily anxious, and never wins fights. He had quiet aroma. Colors: blue, pink, white. Accessories: A letter wristband on a frond leg and hind leg, messenger satchel. Ok…. Here we go! Backstory: “Skyler!” Came the weak, croaky voice of Dad. I crept into the room where my dad lay, sick in bed. “Yes Dad?” I said softly, sounding slightly nervous. “Son, I’m dying.” He said gruffly, turning over to look at me, smiling sadly. “I-I know dad.” I said, holding back tears.”don’t, don’t hold it, express yourself.” He gasped, smiling at me again as tears filled his eyes. I burst into sobbing. “Dad! I don’t want you to go! I want you to stay, I want your love.” I cried. “He nodded. “I have something for you…” he began, turning slowly in bed and grabbed something. He turned back with a small satchel that said, “Messenger.” I gasped. “Dad, isn’t that- your dads bag..?” He nodded solemnly. “I won’t be here much longer, Skyler. I want you to have it. You’re from the Messenger family, you’ve been born for this….” He was cut off by a coughing fit. “Oh! Dad!” I sobbed. “Safe your breath.” He shook his head. “Keep the generation going, my beloved son. Be a Messenger.” I looked up at him, his eyes were slowly closing. “I-I thank you dad! I love you so much, I love love love you, I’ll miss you forever and never forget you….” His eyes where shut, and his breath shallow. I put on the bag. “Yes Sir. I’ll be a messenger.” I whispered, saluting to him with my shaky paw, then his breath stopped. I burst into tears and Mother ran in. “Oh no-“ she gasped, before cuddling up to me, both of us crying. “Mom, I’m going to be him, I’m going to be be a messenger” I told her, but my voice shakes. “Shh, that’s good, that’s good.” She whispered. I knew she didn’t believe me, but I’de prove her. I’de make Dad proud, i’de do it. Thank you for reading that lol. As I was writing I felt tears in my eyes, so if you cry, it’s fine. So that’s kinda my entry, I’m actually extremely proud of myself. I’ve never done that much art in one day, and such a long desc! I hope you like. Credits: DTA: Art: Design: currently owned by TN:
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