Post by CZ on Feb 20, 2016 21:49:13 GMT -7
Name: Simon
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Breed: Great Blue Heron
Category: Wading bird
Eye Color: Bright yellow
Feather Color: Bluish steel
Physical Build: Simon is a tall, stately bird. Although not particularly powerful for his size, he is a strong flier and can push through a lot.
Picture: --
Personality: He has a tendency to be somewhat serious, but he means well to others, generally speaking. He prefers a chance to think before acting.
History: --
Lineage: --
Extra Comments: --
Sample Post: Simon tilted his head back to look at the moon rising above the shallow water. He was alone at the lake, only the crickets breaking the silence of the night. A sudden ripple in the cool water snapped his head down to where the glimmering silver back of a fish was barely visible disappearing again in the deeper parts of the lake. Simon slowly waded deeper until his long legs were half-submerged, enjoying the feeling of the sand and silt shifting beneath his outspread talons, and closed his eyes as he bathed in the moonlight. Like every night, he wondered when the moon would be surrounded by stars again.
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Breed: Great Blue Heron
Category: Wading bird
Eye Color: Bright yellow
Feather Color: Bluish steel
Physical Build: Simon is a tall, stately bird. Although not particularly powerful for his size, he is a strong flier and can push through a lot.
Picture: --
Personality: He has a tendency to be somewhat serious, but he means well to others, generally speaking. He prefers a chance to think before acting.
History: --
Lineage: --
Extra Comments: --
Sample Post: Simon tilted his head back to look at the moon rising above the shallow water. He was alone at the lake, only the crickets breaking the silence of the night. A sudden ripple in the cool water snapped his head down to where the glimmering silver back of a fish was barely visible disappearing again in the deeper parts of the lake. Simon slowly waded deeper until his long legs were half-submerged, enjoying the feeling of the sand and silt shifting beneath his outspread talons, and closed his eyes as he bathed in the moonlight. Like every night, he wondered when the moon would be surrounded by stars again.
