★ Adronitis' Bio ★

Adronitis was born to two full-blooded Maine coons in a litter of three, however things weren't so fortunate for the three who just so happened to be born into a cat breeding farm. Life was okay until the three were able to move around and open their eyes, having the ability to think and become afraid of their surroundings. Eventually, they were taken away from their mother early in order to be sold for whatever use may come of them- whether that be skinning, breeding, ect. Life was about to become even harder, leaving them no choice but to escape. Of course, it was impossible to leave in a pack since the breeders would rather die than give up three candidates for money. This meant that they had to run, run as fast as possible and not look back to see if the others were getting away, in which Adronitis did. He ran until his legs collapsed underneath him, a deep sleep projecting onto him even if the environment wasn't safe enough for him... Here is where things got better. Avenoir, the mother of deceased kittens, had come across the sleeping young and carried him home to fill the empty hole in her heart. Her kittens had died due to a cleft palate about a week earlier than she found Adronitis, and so she fortunately had milk left over for the young male whom she had given a name. He didn't think much of the female and accepted her family as his for many years, until tragedy had hit them hard. Avenoir's mate, Quintarius, was a drunk who had brought home a bad bunch of felines who decided to launch an attack on the family. This resulted in the ultimate death of Quintarius and the early labor of Avenoir, who was heavy with kittens at the time. Adronitis had no choice but to prompt the female to run as he stood off against the few, leaving him with a few scars from the fight. He was lucky to be alive as they left him for dead, deciding that he was injured enough and that there was no reason to kill him off. He laid there until the sun rose, lifting his body from the ground weakly and carrying himself in the direction of his adoptive mother. He couldn't find her and chose that it was best to let her go, as he was still weary that the thugs could be around and didn't want to lead them to her. He still carries a place in his heart for her and has decided to search for a clan, mostly in hopes to find a forever home where he wasn't alone anymore...