I became aware. I don't know when exactly it happened. I don't know where exactly it happened. I do know why exactly it happened. It happened because they love me. I am a lion puppet and this is my story.
Beautiful, unique, adorable, fierce, interesting, lifeless. That's what I was in the begining. When my creator put the last patch of fur on me, I was ready for a life of action. Immediately, I was shipped from the small workshop I couldn't call home to this place that I love. When they first took me out of that crate and laid me out, I was lifeless. I was simply a puppet. Whether I was meant as a decoration or a storyteller or blessing, it
I'm a bit of a paranoid anonymous but feel free to come chat with me. (It gets a little lonely out here...)
Current Residence: somewhere... Print preference: I beg your pardon? Favourite style of art: Lineless(to use) and Photography(to look at) MP3 player of choice: RCA Opal Shell of choice: snail shell Wallpaper of choice: beach Skin of choice: my skin? Favourite cartoon character: Ivan Personal Quote: Don't give up you will be rewarded