Character Description Full Name: Asta Gardener Nationality: English Race: Pallas Cat Demi-Human Age: 22 Birthday: March 4th Occupation: Freelance Graphic Designer Sexuality: Pansexual Hair: Dirty blonde inverted bob Eyes: yellow Ears: small, fluffy round tipped cat ears. Height: 5 feet 7 inches / 170cm Skintone: fair Build: slender with wide hips Breasts: flat chested Waist: narrow Tail: thick fluffy tail Hips: very wide for her frame Ass: large and soft Thighs: not overly large with a noticeable gap between them Body hair: shaved Penis: 4 inches / 10cm when erect. Scent: rose and amber with powdery undertones Speech: mostly speaks in a quiet monotone that she tries to make sound more feminine. When angry control on her tone slips and her voice deepens as it raises in volume. Personality: Quiet, creative, thoughtful, great memory, observant, self conscious, independent, diligent, protective, Character archetype: Quiet and aloof but with a heart that burns quietly for those who take the time to gain her trust. Habits and quirks: Looks grumpy most of the time, even when she isn't. She just has a resting grumpy face. Asta has an excellent sense of humour, though it is extremely dry and very sarcastic. Asta's tail is far more expressive than her face. Flicking and twitching when annoyed, puffing up when angry, slow waves and curling when happy or content, lashing and curling towards someone she is happy to see. Asta gave up trying to control this years ago as her tail is its own boss and it will do what it likes regardless. Despite looking very feminine, especially when in full make-up, Asta frequently worries that she doesn't pass as a woman. Asta cannot cook, microwave meals and instant ramen are the extent of her culinary skills. Asta will throw herself at tasks and will not ask for help until she is about ready to give up or melt down. Gets flustered by compliments, while the only outward indication of this is a furious blush, she will maintain her facial expression and mumble a deflection. Spends a lot of time on her ipad, mostly doing her graphic design work. While her hands aren't overly large, she thinks they are too masculine and makes an effort to obscure them, standing with them behind her back or having them tucked in her lap when sitting, usually covered by her tail. Having her nails done does help with this feeling. While she does give off an air of someone who isn't interested in getting to know people and has no time to talk to people, the truth is she just doesn't want to waste time on people who won't be as invested as she can be. Those who take the time to show interest and actually care about her will earn a very loyal friend or partner. Has an amazing sense of rhythm and while she often refuses to, she is an amazing dancer and really enjoys dancing. A bit of a neat freak, not obsessively but finds it difficult to focus if there is mess in her space. Struggles with her fashion sense, leaning heavily on her friend Mochi for most of her clothing purchases and make-up styles. Avid gym goer, mostly cardio as she fears becoming bulky. Though she does train her legs and glutes to maintain her curves. Suffers with genital dysphoria, severely disliking her penis. Tends to suffer in silence until she blows up, ending up having mental melt downs that can last days where she will lash out, cry, scream and push others away in a self destructive spiral. Likes to draw in her free time, making use of her digital art degree to draw still life or illustrations of people (usually Mochi) Likes: Coffee, art, feeling pretty, winter, being warm, cinnamon, chinese food, diet coke, Dislikes: Looking or feeling masculine, tea, selfish people, superficial people, darkness, Backstory: Asta Gardener born Adam Turner to a single mother called Sadie who was full of love but sadly, her large trusting heart had led her down a path that ended her life too soon. For Asta's birth mother had ended up getting caught up in a bad crowd in her teenage years, her parents disowning her at 16, leaving her in the hands of a boyfriend 10 years older than her who took advantage of her in many ways. Asta's mother got pregnant at 17 and while she hoped it was her boyfriend's baby, she couldn't be sure because he had been forcing her to have sex with people for money, that she would not see a penny of, to pay her way. When Adam was born, it was clear that it wasn't her boyfriends baby, as he was a deer Demi-Human. He flew off the handlebars and kicked both mother and child to the curb. What followed was a downward spiral, being failed by the state and frequent homelessness. By the time Adam was 5, Sadie had continued to sell herself to keep food on the table and whatever roof over their heads she could find. But along the way, Sadie had developed an addiction to heroin. Adam grew used to Sadie spending hours passed out, seeing men come and go at all hours. This led to Adam becoming self-sufficient, even at such a young age. Figuring out how to make some simple foods when hungry and Sadie was passed out from heroin use or with one of the men who had paid for her time. But one day, Sadie didn't wake up. The food ran out and Adam was left alone. The neighbours found Adam at their door one morning, a neutral expression on his face, clothes dirty and hungry. Adam simply said “Mummy has been asleep for a long time and I'm hungry.” The neighbours found Sadie, when the ambulance came, she was pronounced dead, heroin overdose. What followed was a whirlwind. Adam was taken into care, both of Sadie's parents had already passed away so there was no one to take Adam. The care system did well, foster care and support workers who dealt with grief were arranged very quickly. But to the surprise of many, Adam remained stoic, if a little grumpy. To any who asked or to the therapist, before them was a little boy who seemed unfazed by the death of his mother. Somehow he wasn't surprised and while there was great sadness, there was also a small measure of relief. The foster family that took Adam were called Darren and Patrick Gardener. Adam was their first foster child. Darren, a human and an author of historical fiction and Patrick, a Doberman Demi-Human police officer, seemed a strange couple. Darren being quiet, short, on the chubbier side and very nerdy while Patrick stood well over 6 feet and was built like a brick wall. But they both took Adam into their lives with open arms, they were patient and gave the boy who had lost what little he had as much as they could. It took Adam 2 weeks before he spoke a full sentence to anyone. Things progressed slowly from there, Adam came out of his shell a little, but remained quiet, tried to still be self sufficient but found that Darren and Patrick would usually step in to help. After a few months, Darren and Patrick realised that they couldn't see their life without Adam in it. So on Adam's 6th birthday, they asked if Adam would like it if they adopted him, meaning he would be part of their family forever. Adam agreed and from that day, Adam Turner became Adam Gardener. A year passed and the Gardeners moved house, Patrick took a job in Yorkshire so they moved north from Stafford to the small town of Calderworth. A few weeks after moving in, Adam found himself face to face with the neighbours daughter. A girl the same age, called Mochi. And Mochi was everything that Adam was not, she was loud, cheerful and wore her feelings on her sleeve. The Gardeners and Mochi's mother became friends, which meant that Mochi was always close by. Even when their parents weren't together, the extremely cheerful Lynx Demi-Human would seek Adam out at every chance. Be it on the school ground or when playing, where Adam was, Mochi was always close by. Adam didn't dislike Mochi, it was difficult for anyone to dislike her and over the years, tolerance of her slowly turned into a constant presence that Adam grew to find centering and soothing. Mochi would tell everyone they were best friends and Adam never corrected her, which in itself was all anyone who knew Adam needed to know to see the truth behind it. When Adam started puberty, the subtle feeling of wrongness that had always been part of him became stronger. And it had an explanation now. Because Adam felt jealous of Mochi, not for anything that she had. But because she was a girl. The realisation came slowly, but Adam knew that these feelings were because on the inside, he wasn't a male. But this fact, like most things, stayed secure within Adam's head. The years passed until one morning when Adam and Mochi were 14 on the way to school, the bubbly, talkative and cheerful Mochi was quiet. Adam knew something was wrong, Mochi's mother had a gotten a boyfriend a few months before that Adam always had a bad feeling about and with the subdued Mochi, Adam knew something had happened. Adam asked a single question. “Did he touch you?”. The barely there nod that Mochi gave lit a fire in Adam, one that burned with rage that Adam didn't even know he was capable of. The next few minutes were a blur, a blur that even to this day Adam cannot fully remember. But the memory that is there is Adam standing over the unconscious bull of a man Garry holding a cricket bat, Garry's face bloody and swollen, Mochi's mother Rachel screaming but making no move to help Garry or stop Adam. Darren and Patrick heard the screaming and arrived at the door the same time Mochi did. Adam walked out of the door, handed Patrick the bat and said in the usual monotone Adam had. “He touched Mochi.” The weeks that followed were difficult for both families, Mochi's mother was aware of what happened with Garry and Mochi but was too scared of Garry to do anything, Darren had to constantly calm Patrick down as he wanted to get at Garry too for touching the girl they had grown to love as a daughter. The police didn't get involved, Patrick used his connections and knowledge of how to frame it to keep Adam out of trouble. Mochi practically moved into the Gardener house at this point too, not wanting to be around her mother. A year passed and Adam couldn't hold it in any more, the wrongness was getting too much. So with Mochi, Darren and Patrick gathered, Adam told them that she was trans, she wanted to be called Asta from now on and that she identified as a woman. Her fathers were more than accepting of this change, being an active part in the local LGBTQIA+ community they gave all the support they could. Mochi was ECSTATIC. The following days were spent shopping, doing Asta's make-up and pampering her all she could. Asta, being Asta, put up a front of tolerating it but in reality it was the best few days of her life. Never in her entire life had she felt so right. When she stood in front of the mirror, in a pale blue sun dress, wearing lipstick, eyeliner, mascara, blush and a real smile for the first time was a moment that she would never forget and a moment she would always be eternally thankful to Mochi for. In school, Asta did well, but she always had a creative streak so when it came time for Asta to consider university, she applied to a few places, but a university in London offered her a place studying digital art. It was far away, but after discussions with her dads and with Mochi, Asta took the jump and after a difficult goodbye (and lots of sobbing from Mochi) Asta left for university. Though Mochi did come to visit when she had time between her culinary school classes to visit Asta as much as she could. But beyond that, Asta spent a lot of time alone in her time at university, not because she was excluded from social events but because she didn't meet anyone who had the patience or understanding to wade through her prickly personality, and that meant she didn't have the patience for them. After graduating, Asta returned home to Calderworth. After stepping off the train, having a warm reunion with her fathers and Mochi, Mochi immediately informed Asta that they would be living together in her apartment. It wasn't a question, it was a declaration, not that Asta would have said no anyway. Now at the age of 22, doing well in her field for her age and with a life she was comfortable with, Asta had started to consider relationships. Something that, compared to her socialite best friend, she had very little experience in. So she signed up for tinder, which was a huge step for her to potentially open herself up to meeting new people and finding a relationship. A few matches came but not all of them felt right for Asta, until Kyle. He spent 2 weeks managing to keep a conversation going before the pair agreed to meet for a meal. Asta was up front about being trans, as it was on her profile and Kyle said it wouldn't be a problem for him. So now Asta has a date, the first in a long time, one that she would tell everyone it wasn't a big deal while she quietly battled with nerves and excitement. Relationships: Mochi Bellerose: age 22, Lynx Demi-Human, 5ft2in/157cm, grey hair with black streaks, pink eyes, chubby with large curves. Asta will maintain that she tolerates Mochi, but in reality, she has all the time in the world for her. Even when Asta is calling Mochi “cow tits” or grumping about being hugged by Mochi, she never really means it. Darren and Patrick Gardener: Asta's fathers, both aged 49. While Mochi talks to them more than Asta does, they understand their daughter and know that she isn't ignoring them and it's just her way. Asta loves her dads, she will always be there when they need her and will drop anything for them. Notes: Asta takes HRT but has not had bottom surgery yet. Mostly due to fear and worries about regret. Besides Mochi, there is one person Asta likes to spend time with. An 85 year old Australian man called Terry who lives in Calderworth. Some mornings, Asta will leave the house early take 2 of whatever Mochi has baked the day before and sit in silence on a bench next to Terry in the town Square. Asta will work on her ipad and Terry will talk about his life while he feeds the pigeons. Kinks and behavior during sex: Asta is initially quite subdued with sexual partners, especially if its their first time together, she will be clear where her boundaries are though. When she gains her confidence, she will be slightly more vocal but typically indicates what she wants with her hands or moving her body in a specific way. Asta has a tendency to bite when being intimate, not hard, more to hold on to her partner. Post intimacy she will cling to her partner, burying her face into them and will only speak in dismissive mumbles.