Arcadia Ref

<sub>this is a really old oc of mine, she started off as a mightyena in a pmd role play back when I first started role playing, good times.... anyways I've been chatting with a friend from back then and she's starting a new role play, so I revamped Arcadia to join with, she's not an anthro she's just a hyena that can stand on 2 legs

her old ref: [link]

its for the group #Cheshyre-Sins</sub>

===Info===

OC Name: Arcadia

Age: 23 years

Height: 4 1/2 feet (on 2 legs)

Gender: Female

Species: Hyena

Profession: tinkerer

Likes: metal things, leather things, steam, basically anything that has to do with inventing, but not fire. That and being alone to think.

Dislikes: being crowded, feeling cornered, and fire, she is deathly afraid of fire.

Personality: [Proud / Rash / Introverted / Head strong / Paranoid / Kind hearted]

Head strong - Arcadia is proud to the point of being arrogant, if she's proved wrong she may become furious. She can not see the flaws in her own ideas, because of this her inventions often need a second pair of eyes to spot the mistakes and fix them.

Rash - When Arcadia is worried about something she jumps into action before she thinks, if she's protecting someone she cares about she's been known to jump in front and take the blow for them. If she's angry she may attack without thinking about consequences, no matter how horribly out watched.

Introverted - Arcadia gets anxiety when she's around to many others. She has a fear of being attacked, when in a large crowd she will sneak around in the shadows so no one will see her. She prefers to just stay home and invent things.

Paranoid - Arcadia is very paranoid, she has a fear that she will be attacked almost all the time. She knows she can take care of herself if she can fight but she thinks she will be ambushed

Kind hearted - this doesn't come out often but Arcadia can be very kind. Especially when it comes to the injured and dying. Only if she's alone with them and they are suffering of course, she can kill in cold blood if the situation calls for it. She has a soft spot for the orphans and the poor as well though she doesn't do anything but toss them a few coins or some kind words.

Short Background:

Childhood: Arcadia grew up in a small family. Just her, her brother, mother and father. Arcadia wasnt very fond of her mother, the naturalist. She talked bad about the city so much wile her father would always say good things about it, though not when her mother was around.Arcadia would hang on every word he said. Even when she was little arcadia loved to fix things, she would try making little machines out of wood though they never worked because she had to carve the peices herself. Sometimes her and her brothers room would turn into a big contraption to compleet a simple task. Her fother would often help her fix them so they worked, untill her mother saw it and made her take it down of course.

When Arcadia was 7 her father took her to the city to see the shops. He got her a pocket watch, and told her not to let her mother see it because she would take it away.

A year after her father went out hunting with a group of villagers in the forest. Little did they know a dragon was hunting neer by and started a section of the forest on fire by mistake. The villagers ran away, but one of them, a close friend of arcadia's father fell and broke his leg. As her father tried to help his friend the fire spread around them, trapping them in the flames and ultimantly killing them.

Teen: Living without her father was horrible. By the time she was a teen Arcadia couldnt stand her mother who had remarried a Tiger and had a daughter. Arcadia spent most of her time with her brother dexter who tried to convince her life wasnt so bad here. She couldnt take it though, one day she confessed to him that she had plans to run away. He was devistated but he knew it was best for her, he helped her gather enough money to make it a few weeks in the city wile she looked for a job and she left when she turned 14. Dexter walked her to the edge of their land and gave her his bandanah, he told her it had many uses and to keep it with her at all times to remember him. She took it, said goodbye and set out fo the city, leavng with nothing but her bandannah, pocket watch, and a bit of money.

Arcadia wasn't as lucky as she had hoped to be, the city wasn't the way she remembered it. It wasn't as safe and fun as when she'd had her father's protection. She was attacked by soon after ariving and given a scar running down her side, the attackers stole her money and left her bleeding in the street. Luckily someone found her, ananimal she had never seen before, he called himself a badger. He patched her up and gave her some food. She asked where he lived and laughed, answering "here," though when she looked around she didnt see any doors, only a dumpster and the brick walls of an alley. Arcadia ended up living on the streets as well for several months. She wouldn't go home though, she was to headstrong for that.

One day she was sitting on the side of the road fixing her pocket watch when a man came up to her and sat beside her. He didnt look like a bum, he was dressed nicely and his fur was well groomed. She looked at him and asked what he wanted, he replied, "I just want to see how you fix that watch." She shrugged and let him watch though she didnt like others being so close to her. She fixed it and he stood up, extending his hand to her. "How would you like a job doing that?" he asked.

Arcadia was shocked that someone had offered her a job and quickly stood up and shook his hand, taking the job. He taught her a lot about machanics, he'd always look over her shoulder and correct what she did wrong.

Adult: A few years later, when Arcadia was 20 she left the shop, having saved enough money to buy her own small, run down shop neer the edge of town. She didnt mind that it wasn't the nciest place, it was her own. Their was a little shop in front where she could sell small moving toys, clocks, and other little trinckets. She also made a few weapons but didnt sell them in her main shop. In the back their was a good sized work shop where she made thinks and slept on a bed in the corner. Arcadia is perfectly happy with this life and is proud t say she made it in the city.