Introducing Sunshine the Kangon
Backstory/description to my alternate character Sunshine.
Story was written up by RuthofPern, and the ref sheet to this character was drawn up from this story.
If you would like one like it, feel free to contact him over one. :3
Ref Sheet: https://www.sofurry.com/view/826418
G'day! I'm Sunshine the Kangon...
I hail from the land down under, otherwise known as Australia. Seems fit that my fur and name should reflect the colour of the most obvious of this fair land's attributes...though I assure you I did not get my other markings from rolling around in the bush...Or at least I don't think that's where they came from...
So what do I look like then, I hear you ask even though I am sitting in front of you? Well... which part of me do you want to start with? Ah ah...I know that look! You will need to buy me more than a glass of Master's coffee for me to show that too you!
Well as you can see I am a rather bright and shiny yellow kangon...yup, don't ask. My mother never admitted where she found my father, but I came out of the pouch as what I am...She must have been chewing too much stuff in the swamps that night! I stand at five foot eight to the top of my head, though my horns and ears add a bit. I am predominantly the colour of the midday sun as it reflects off the bush and beach sands that are my natural habitat. My horns, talons and spikes are white though...The sun is terrible with keratin, and I bleach out no matter what I stain them with! Highly awkward when you want to make a showing at a party!
I do have another colour though...something that my mother deliberated over I believe when I first eased my nose over her pouch edge, and she almost named me Sunset, rather than my current Nom de plume. However I believe only my cheek and under chin markings, forehead and inner ears were orange as my fur dried in the afterbirth. What happened with my belly fur, pouch and paw-pads? Well I did rather take to digging sandcastles and roughhousing in the bush with my Roo friends when I was younger...and well...other things out there when I was a little older with them. The soils and sands of Australia do tend to stain rather a lot, and rather than spend a Platypus's ransom on fur treatments, I decided to start letting the deeper of the stains stay.
My eyes as you can see are a nice shade of blue, much like a sapphire gemstone, and sparkle in the light whenever the sun or moon hits them just right.
Yes I will have another wine please...this Sandalford vintage is rather nice isn't it?
'Hic.'
My tail? Oh the orange there? Well they do tend to drag on the floor when you let them drag you know! So yup...that underside is orange as well. As for the patches on the right arm and tail, and left thigh...well it doesn't harm for a girl to stand out you know from the crowd. You should see the efforts some of the bleeding dingo bitches go to with fur patterns!
Are you trying to get me drunk Sir?
You want to know how far the orange on my tail goes up? Or my belly goes down?
'Giggles'
How about I ask where your markings extend under that suit of yours?
Oh! I don't know...I mean...we... No I don't drink spirits! Well maybe a Bailey's then...My room number? I mean...You are in number 34? Chuckles...well maybe we can share all then...your tongue isn't long enough to go after my egg tract though...In my pouch of course!
'Giggles'
Well there you go, my belly and tail orange meets as you see...though I do keep myself shaved neat and clean around there...adds to the sensation, and landing strips are always helpful when guiding those who are not familiar with my Roo like anatomy...
Yes I know it tickles that part of males when fuzzy...better than spitting long fur out though...trust me!
What you want to know what's under here as well? Well my breasts are nothing special...just an A cup at the most, but they colour match my belly as you can see now. More abs than anything, to power my wings. They are as you have probably already noticed the same colour as my back on the top and bones, though the undersides are orange. My wingspan is 32 inches...not quite to my elbow on each side when mantled. My spikes run down the length of my spine, as is a trait of my father's species. I keep them filed small enough not to interfere with my dresses though.
Can you touch? Well I would be pretty disappointed if you didn't now you have me in your room like this! Ah ah...no claws please! Respect a lady if you will! Your tongue will do nicely!
What? Well I believe so, though after playing with myself I have never really nailed the taste when orally cleaning my toys...Persimmons eh? Some of my other partners have said burnt sugar...others oranges to match my lower lips...no don't stop! I do tend to need a little warming up you know...especially as from the look of the bulge in your pants, you are not exactly a small one! You will know when I am ready...there is one spot of me that is red, but it doesn't mean stop! I may have to give interviews more often...