Post by Gabjas on Dec 21, 2012 16:07:37 GMT -6
Name: Ankha
Gender: Female
Age: 30 moons
Species: Burrowing Owl
Kingdom: The Great Tree
Position: Guardian/ Search-and-Rescue Ryb
Description/Picture: Light brown feathers dappled with white decorate her pate, while a cluster of white feathers line her serious, amber eyes. Her beak is a sallow beige hue.
The feathers upon her breast hold a faint copper hue that fringe outwards towards her wings.
Personality: Ankha has a tendency to be obstinate and independent though she is very kind a forgiving. She often has trouble making new companions, but the few owls she does hold a bond with can rest assured that they have a loyal friend at their side.
Ankha is skilled with battleclaws and has the rare capability of speaking Jouhzen, the language of the Middle Kingdoms.
Strengths: Fighting (with battleclaws), speaks Jouzhen, beautiful singer, clever
Weaknesses: fighting with large weapons, has difficulties flying in harsh weather, navigation
History: Ankha hatched in Kuneer, where she lived in a quiet burrow with her parents and older brother, Miko. On a calm night, when the moon loomed over the desolate kingdom and cast a warm light over the land, her den was raided by rogue bandits. Her mother and father managed to distract the vicious owls long enough for Miko and Ankha to escape. The two took flight and traveled for nearly a moon to reach the fabled Isle of Hoole, the haven that their father had always described in his riveting tales. Ankha has spent the rest of her life serving the Guardians in honor of her valiant parents.
IC: Ankha swerved beneath a flaming tree, feeling the fire lick at her feathers as it engulfed the forest. She clutched a basket in her talons as she soared towards a burning hollow. Two young Great-Horned owlets huddled together as the flames advanced, threatening to consume them.
"Come here, it's okay." Ankha beckoned for them. "I am a Guardian, we're here to help."
The eldest of the two tentatively stepped forward, and helped her younger sister into the basket. She pushed away from the hollow, beating her wings against the night air. A sickening crackle arose from within the tree, and with a final snap, it plummeted to the ground, sending a cloud of ash upwards. Ankha flew swiftly from the forest and lighted the basket down gently in a clearing where a gathering of medics stood tending to the injured owlets that had been rescued.
Ankha summoned all the strength that remained within her as she plucked a bucket filled with water and rushed towards the cluster of kindle wood once more.
Codeword: ** Edited by Ayama **
Other: Her singing voice sounds very much like this:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WbN0nX61rIs
Gender: Female
Age: 30 moons
Species: Burrowing Owl
Kingdom: The Great Tree
Position: Guardian/ Search-and-Rescue Ryb
Description/Picture: Light brown feathers dappled with white decorate her pate, while a cluster of white feathers line her serious, amber eyes. Her beak is a sallow beige hue.
The feathers upon her breast hold a faint copper hue that fringe outwards towards her wings.
Personality: Ankha has a tendency to be obstinate and independent though she is very kind a forgiving. She often has trouble making new companions, but the few owls she does hold a bond with can rest assured that they have a loyal friend at their side.
Ankha is skilled with battleclaws and has the rare capability of speaking Jouhzen, the language of the Middle Kingdoms.
Strengths: Fighting (with battleclaws), speaks Jouzhen, beautiful singer, clever
Weaknesses: fighting with large weapons, has difficulties flying in harsh weather, navigation
History: Ankha hatched in Kuneer, where she lived in a quiet burrow with her parents and older brother, Miko. On a calm night, when the moon loomed over the desolate kingdom and cast a warm light over the land, her den was raided by rogue bandits. Her mother and father managed to distract the vicious owls long enough for Miko and Ankha to escape. The two took flight and traveled for nearly a moon to reach the fabled Isle of Hoole, the haven that their father had always described in his riveting tales. Ankha has spent the rest of her life serving the Guardians in honor of her valiant parents.
IC: Ankha swerved beneath a flaming tree, feeling the fire lick at her feathers as it engulfed the forest. She clutched a basket in her talons as she soared towards a burning hollow. Two young Great-Horned owlets huddled together as the flames advanced, threatening to consume them.
"Come here, it's okay." Ankha beckoned for them. "I am a Guardian, we're here to help."
The eldest of the two tentatively stepped forward, and helped her younger sister into the basket. She pushed away from the hollow, beating her wings against the night air. A sickening crackle arose from within the tree, and with a final snap, it plummeted to the ground, sending a cloud of ash upwards. Ankha flew swiftly from the forest and lighted the basket down gently in a clearing where a gathering of medics stood tending to the injured owlets that had been rescued.
Ankha summoned all the strength that remained within her as she plucked a bucket filled with water and rushed towards the cluster of kindle wood once more.
Codeword: ** Edited by Ayama **
Other: Her singing voice sounds very much like this:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WbN0nX61rIs
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