☆ Q U I E T ☆ ★ ★Original design by: Beauket
Bred and raised by a professional Dreamy Breeder, Quiet's early life was very difficult. Most Dreamies are trained from birth to unerringly serve their masters, to perform any household task that should be asked of them flawlessly, and with the utmost politeness, respect and perfect etiquette. Trained to be living works of art, they are sold to the highest of the high, the noblest of the noble and the wealthiest of the wealthy.
Unable to communicate, and rife with physical complications from his unsightly horns to his small stature and frail constitution, Quiet was often abused by his peers and master. He would never make back the money it took to breed and raise him - who would pay gold for such a wretched creature? The breeder considered using him as a whore, but he would break so easily and his reputation ...
However, this breeder was a clever man who liked to know his competition. And one day, he brought Quiet to the marketplace to see if he could perhaps sell the worthless creature to a brothel when he spied an auction with a gaggle of rag-tag, obviously stolen, abused, or otherwise defective Dreamies for sale. And Quiet, unbidden, left his side in the middle of the bustling crowd to go get a better look - completely out of character for the frightened kitten of a thing.
He seemed to have some kind of unspoken rapport with one of the Dreamies up on the stage - a third-eye type. She was certainly unusual - a mutant, like Quiet. She had breasts, unheard of for their species. It piqued the breeder's interest, and when he approached to reclaim his property the third-eye Dreamy hopped down from the stage and addressed him directly.
"He does not wish to be sold to a brothel. I forbid this." she said, taking the breeder firmly by the wrist. Having discovered a way to communicate with his defective little Dreamy, in addition to the fact that the little creature had discerned his intention to sell him without so much as having heard or read a word of it from anyone, a thought began to form in the breeder's mind.
From that day forth, Peace and Quiet were paired together in everything, and his unique talents were put to use gleaning information from the noble and wealthy who came to the breeder looking to buy or sell. They were two halves of a strange puzzle, now bonded, inseparable, and no longer for sale.