01-21-2016, 01:16 AM
Name: Ignus
Age: 19
Type: Neko
Looks: he's a bit small, his hair is a flame color, and his ears and tail are a mix between deep orange and pale yellow. His eyes are a deep green whir cat slits. And his skin is tan
Personality: he's lovable and cuddly. enjoys when he gets love
Ignus stared off outside, his collar jingling as he kept his gaze on the trees that were placed gingerly outside. Wishing he could go out. But he only ever did when his master tool him out. Ears flicking, he glanced over as his master came down the stairs in the most sleepiest way. Nearly stumbling and falling down the last few stairs. He made his way over and gave a soft noise, as if begging for attention. But his master took no mind and went to make breakfast. The usual routine was that his master made breakfast, did something with him. And goes to do other things. He mewled and glanced up at his master. Tail curling in interest. Nuzzling against his back as he fussed for attention. Of course he was a good pet. And he always got that praise. Noticing his master already had a boner, he felt accomplished.
Age: 19
Type: Neko
Looks: he's a bit small, his hair is a flame color, and his ears and tail are a mix between deep orange and pale yellow. His eyes are a deep green whir cat slits. And his skin is tan
Personality: he's lovable and cuddly. enjoys when he gets love
Ignus stared off outside, his collar jingling as he kept his gaze on the trees that were placed gingerly outside. Wishing he could go out. But he only ever did when his master tool him out. Ears flicking, he glanced over as his master came down the stairs in the most sleepiest way. Nearly stumbling and falling down the last few stairs. He made his way over and gave a soft noise, as if begging for attention. But his master took no mind and went to make breakfast. The usual routine was that his master made breakfast, did something with him. And goes to do other things. He mewled and glanced up at his master. Tail curling in interest. Nuzzling against his back as he fussed for attention. Of course he was a good pet. And he always got that praise. Noticing his master already had a boner, he felt accomplished.