Ezara_616
Legacy Name: Ezara_616

An empty canvas lay before the black-furred Celinox, his attention currently on the sky outside his window. Open boxes of dried jasmine, hibiscus and marigold created an interesting scent that wafted around the small studio as he day-dreamed the minutes away. His minion and companion, a runty Glade Puppy, trotting into the room and made her way towards him, weaving around the dried flower boxes and drying paint on the tile floors. She pounced on his tail to make him jump out of his daydreaming and look over towards him.

"Hey, Tea..." He said with a smile, watching her hop off his tail as he moved his body around to face her. Tea, pronounced in his own way like 'Tay-yuh', had been with him for only a few months (he had rescued the tiny thing off the street, having found her in a cardboard box marked 'Free To A Good Home' in scrawled black marker) but she was his artistic muse. It was something akin to what his sister had with her Sable, Prisma, but definitely different. He leaned his head down so that the minion could scramble onto his nose and then his head, making a happy yip as he rose and looked to the canvas again.

He glanced sideways to the array of bright, vibrant colors assembled for his chopstick-like paintbrushes to work with. That was one of his favorite things to work with--when he wasn't daydreaming he was designing brilliant pictures of color that looked one way under normal light. However, put the designs under a black-light, and one would be able to tell why the title he went by was "The Glowing Artist". Even his own rainbow colors glowed naturally like he was under that black-light. They were almost as bright as those of the Nuclear variety when he was in the dark. He didn't mind it though--neither did his sister, a Spectrum Celinox who had her studio right under his. A thump on the floor of the room proved his point--three knocks right after each other, followed by two knocks with about fifteen to twenty seconds between them. Ezara groaned--his sister was being awfully persistant today. He abandoned his project for now, going downstairs with his minion along for the ride--that knocking meant that lunch was ready, and he was a bit hungry...

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Name: Ezara
Nickname: Eza, Ra
Age: Two years, eleven months
Gender: Male
Species: Celinox
Color: Blacklight
Orientation: Bisexual, Female-Preference
Occupation: Wayward Artist
Family: +Parents whereabouts unknown
+Younger sister (Paynter)
Favorite:
+Color: Sky Blue
+Food: Carrots
+Drink: Water
+Sport: N/A
+Hobbies: "Glow Art", Daydreaming