Post by sky on Feb 15, 2013 15:23:17 GMT -6
Name: Aurelio
Gender: Male
Age: 6years (28)
Species: flammulated owl
Kingdom: Ambala
Position: Pit Guardian
Description/Picture: www.owling.com/flam-wp.jpg
Aurelio is dappled with many different shades, ranging from grays to russets to pure whites. One could compare him to a tree's bark, and easily mistake him for part of a trunk if not looked at carefully. Aurelio is tiny, even for his species. Standing at only fifteen centimeters, the little Flammulated owl is sometimes smaller than the doomed chicks he cares for. Aurelio's eyes are a rich, dark brown, sometimes appearing as black in dim light.
Aurelio does have some difficulties. Along with his petite size, his left wing is somewhat lame, preventing him from flying long distances without rest.
Personality: Aurelio is a tiny owl, with a big heart.
He has a great love for all things artistic, and is quite skilled at painting himself. Any spare moment he has will be spent trying to find some berries to make into a makeshift ink, though finding time or berries to do so is often lost on him. Constantly dreaming of being a traveling minstrel throughout Hoole, Aurelio plans to do so once he is out of work at the canyons.
Aurelio's biggest trait, however, is his caring disposition. Of course, Pit Guardians are the kindest of the staff, but due to the fact that he is often smaller than the fledglings he cares for, the tiny owl has also taken up medicine. Aurelio, with his vast knowledge of remedies, is heartbroken at the sight of a fledgeling brought in after laughter treatment, or moon scalded. He oftentimes gives up his own sleep to stay with them. If he had the decision, Aurelio would immediately give every chick back to their parents. He fear of the Pure Ones lead him to do otherwise, and quietly go through life without protest.
Though only to his true friends, Aurelio is also a very philosophical young male. He ponders the 'what's' constantly, more often than he should in St. Aggie's.
Strengths: Small size is easy to hide, great camouflage, Caring disposition, deep thinker, artistic
Weaknesses: cannot fly in high winds, lame wing, anxious, easily frightened, risk of being stone stunned, tiny size easily knocked around.
History: Aurelio grew up as an only child to a loving mother. His father had left, and he had been her only egg. His mother, Lunas, was a strict, but loving female. She brought him up with a strong knowledge of right and wrong, but as a single mother, with very little food. The lack of proper nutrition is what stinted Aurelio's growth, and when he was old enough to fly, he was hardly able to branch.
When he did master flying, St. Aggie's found him. He was out hunting for his tweener, and a few Eagle owls caught up to him. They forced him to land on a tree, and hardly gave him much choice. Join, or drown in the nearby river. Afraid of their huge statutes, Aurelio hastily agreed, and swore his allegiance.
IC:
The tiny Flammulated owl was tucked away in one of his favorite niches, watching the world move around him. He knew he should be sleeping, but here, near the open sky, he felt most at home. He had to return to caring for 78-D, though she had told him her name was Dwarvina. An interesting name for the young Burrowing owl, he thought to himself. Unlike most of the staff, he tried to make the owlet feel at home.
After all, she was doomed.
This one was no fool. She was a smart young female, with simply no more hope. Aurelio would truly miss her when she-
"You! Who are you! What are you doing!"
Aurelio looked up to see a burly Screech owl hovering before him, gold eyes demanding. The flammulated owl wilfed where he was, but hesitantly came out of the ledge. "A-Aurelio, sir. Pit Guardian."
"What are you doing up here?"
"Nothing, sir. I am sorry for rousing you from your duties." Aurelio's gaze became downcast.
After the much larger owl grunted in approval, he spread his wings and glided back to the canyon floor, continuing the hopeless job he had for what seemed like forever...
Codeword: Fragglebeak
Other: I know we can't change to Ga'Hoole, but would he be able to live at the tree a while, if he escapes or the canyons are liberated? He'd then become a traveling minstrel, as he planned to. Or a Glauxian brother
