Post by Moon on Jun 7, 2015 19:15:54 GMT -7
Name: Umbriel
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Breed: Harpy Eagle
Category: Bird of Prey
Eye Color: Brown
Feather Color: A light blue, grey with black flight feathers and black markings on his tail feathers.
Physical Build: Umbriel is a frightfully large male even for his species. While most of his gender are usually half the size of a fully grown female, he ranges up to three-fourths of a normal female's mass (around thirty-nine inches in height and thirteen in pounds.)
Picture: Reference
Personality:
Being born and raised in a family that was very chivalrous and power-loving, Umbriel has adapted a knight-esque sense of values coupled with a rogue-ish attitude. He values those who are strong, befriends those who can match his prowess, and can even show mercy to his 'lessers'. He isn't one for coddling the weak, often viewing any non-bird of prey as just that: prey. Still he holds a modicum of politness though it may not hold any respect. The only exception to the rules given to him by his family is the duty to protect families, hatchlings, and fledglings no matter their origins. Of course, he's loyal to a fault thanks to his chick-hood lessons.
History:
Umbriel was born to a very strict family that ruled itself through a self-initiated chivalry code despite their aggressive nature. As an egg, Umbriel was the second laid; the back-up in case the first didn't hatch. Which it didn't. Being the only chick he held all the attention from his parents, along with his elder siblings who would come back every other blue moon. He was raised on his family's code, created and held strong since his great-great grandfather's time. As such the male was raised to be a warrior, a killer - but one with a subtle hint of mercy. Charm, benevolence; given what was expected of the powerful.
The moment he had learned the ability to fly, his family had sent him out to test himself. To test the mettle of his equals and lessers. Maybe even find someone he could share his power with, like his mother with his father. Throughout his years he's learned how to fight, to defend, when to run and the like. He's a veteran 'knight'-warrior, hardened through experience and self-created events.
Lineage:
Father - Oberon
Mother - Ariel
Extra Comments: Various scars mark his body under his plumage.
Sample Post:
Dawn. It's orange glow scoured the the midnight blue, bringing a life to the clouds that created vast shadows across the skies. It was still cool with only the first few rays hitting the dunes of the desert. Umbriel perched delicately atop a revealed boulder, being far to heavy to find a cactus to be nice and still too clumsy to dig a den as the desert dwellers did. Still, he would not complain. In truth the great harpy eagle enjoyed these precious little moments of a new beginning. His dark brown eyes stared at the hues in the sky, watching them mix from dark blue to light to orange. Pretty really. But the moment those hues would turn to one color, he would need to take flight. Being a jungle-born bird, he could survive the heat that would be on him in just a few more moments but the lack of water would be the real problem. He'd need to find a water-source, that was much more important than catching prey. Prey would weigh him down, make him feel lazy. Worst case scenario, he'd have to pluck yet another of those odd fruits from the smaller, rounder cacti. Though sweet, they were not a pleasant taste to the carnivore.
The moment the first ray of heat burst through the cool front, Umbriel was off; flapping his great grey wings. Sand was thrown about like dust beneath the heavy pounding, his creat still smooth despite the effort. It took only a small moment to get more than a body's length away from the ground, finding the air to much more cooperative the higher he got. He just hoped the winds wouldn't pick up before he could find a safe spot. Sandstorms were definitely not the best things to fly through.
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Breed: Harpy Eagle
Category: Bird of Prey
Eye Color: Brown
Feather Color: A light blue, grey with black flight feathers and black markings on his tail feathers.
Physical Build: Umbriel is a frightfully large male even for his species. While most of his gender are usually half the size of a fully grown female, he ranges up to three-fourths of a normal female's mass (around thirty-nine inches in height and thirteen in pounds.)
Picture: Reference
Personality:
Being born and raised in a family that was very chivalrous and power-loving, Umbriel has adapted a knight-esque sense of values coupled with a rogue-ish attitude. He values those who are strong, befriends those who can match his prowess, and can even show mercy to his 'lessers'. He isn't one for coddling the weak, often viewing any non-bird of prey as just that: prey. Still he holds a modicum of politness though it may not hold any respect. The only exception to the rules given to him by his family is the duty to protect families, hatchlings, and fledglings no matter their origins. Of course, he's loyal to a fault thanks to his chick-hood lessons.
History:
Umbriel was born to a very strict family that ruled itself through a self-initiated chivalry code despite their aggressive nature. As an egg, Umbriel was the second laid; the back-up in case the first didn't hatch. Which it didn't. Being the only chick he held all the attention from his parents, along with his elder siblings who would come back every other blue moon. He was raised on his family's code, created and held strong since his great-great grandfather's time. As such the male was raised to be a warrior, a killer - but one with a subtle hint of mercy. Charm, benevolence; given what was expected of the powerful.
The moment he had learned the ability to fly, his family had sent him out to test himself. To test the mettle of his equals and lessers. Maybe even find someone he could share his power with, like his mother with his father. Throughout his years he's learned how to fight, to defend, when to run and the like. He's a veteran 'knight'-warrior, hardened through experience and self-created events.
Lineage:
Father - Oberon
Mother - Ariel
Extra Comments: Various scars mark his body under his plumage.
Sample Post:
Dawn. It's orange glow scoured the the midnight blue, bringing a life to the clouds that created vast shadows across the skies. It was still cool with only the first few rays hitting the dunes of the desert. Umbriel perched delicately atop a revealed boulder, being far to heavy to find a cactus to be nice and still too clumsy to dig a den as the desert dwellers did. Still, he would not complain. In truth the great harpy eagle enjoyed these precious little moments of a new beginning. His dark brown eyes stared at the hues in the sky, watching them mix from dark blue to light to orange. Pretty really. But the moment those hues would turn to one color, he would need to take flight. Being a jungle-born bird, he could survive the heat that would be on him in just a few more moments but the lack of water would be the real problem. He'd need to find a water-source, that was much more important than catching prey. Prey would weigh him down, make him feel lazy. Worst case scenario, he'd have to pluck yet another of those odd fruits from the smaller, rounder cacti. Though sweet, they were not a pleasant taste to the carnivore.
The moment the first ray of heat burst through the cool front, Umbriel was off; flapping his great grey wings. Sand was thrown about like dust beneath the heavy pounding, his creat still smooth despite the effort. It took only a small moment to get more than a body's length away from the ground, finding the air to much more cooperative the higher he got. He just hoped the winds wouldn't pick up before he could find a safe spot. Sandstorms were definitely not the best things to fly through.
