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kamileunaire

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PostPosted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 5:35 pm


my cookies.
PostPosted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 5:59 pm


Name: Skarkiss Shrillskive
Species: Loggerhead Shrike
Gender: Male
Nature: Sadistic and scheming.
Clan: Fangroot
Family: Marellis(mother), Sirsskit(father), Karak(older brother), Kessela(older sister), Torlinn(brother, clutchmate)

Appearance:
To start off, some reference pictures of Skark's species:
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He should basically look like the pictures above, perhaps slightly scruffier and shabbier, seeing as he lives in the big horrible forest of Fangroot. His face should be edited to match the hawk-like beak, and his facial expression would be that a schemer, as he is a very nasty sort of guy, maybe a nasty grin. If he's on songbird lines with edits, if possible, it would be nice if they could also be edited to portray the stockiness of the bird by giving him a slightly thicker neck if possible. He needs to be on songbird lines, yes. Weird, spooky eyes would also be good. I'll try to post some refs of what I mean.

Should I be lucky enough to win him on custom lines someday, I have little preference for pose, and the artist can use his personality as an inspiration for that.

Accessories:
Skark likes to wear a variety of shawls and short capes which he fashions from pieces of fabric he likes to collect. His favorite is a piece of tattered black silk with a floral design in faded silver. He likes this one best because another Rooter made a fastener for it as payment for a job. On one side of the collar is an embroidered hole, and to keep it fastened, the other side of the collar has a red string tied to the middle of a polished and dulled thorn, which is stuck through the hole to keep it fixed about his shoulders.

He also wears a woven necklace that holds a very tiny piece of triangular blue sea glass as the charm, inherited from his mother.

History:
Skark's history is not a pleasant one. Born into a family of thieves and killers, Skark discovered from day one that you can't trust anybody, not even your own nestmates. Out of a clutch of four children, only Skark and his brother reached maturity. Both are still, to this day, at each other's throats.

Raised on the very outskirts of Fangroot, barely part of the clan, the Shrillskive family was comprised of parents Marellis(mother) and Sirsskit(father), and several older siblings who helped to protect their family's territory. Sirsskit never lived to see his second clutch of children reach adulthood. He was caught unawares by a neighboring pair of their own species while trying to steal food from their cache, and subsequently impaled upon the thorns. It was a harsh blow to his wife, who'd been successfully protecting an area that included a large bramble thicket near the forest floor alongside her husband for years. The family struggled to raise the new clutch, only two of which survived, Skarkiss and younger brother Torlinn.

The two grew up under the vigilant and harsh guidance of their mother and older siblings, taught to fly with agility, to hunt, kill and impale their prey upon the thorns of the bramble in order to build food caches. Their mother also imparted to her children her great knowledge of poisonous plants, many of which could be found near the dangerous floor of the Fangroot forest. What can kill, what can paralyze, what can heal. The old female shrike disappeared mysteriously one day and hasn't been seen since. This occurence caused great unrest between the three siblings.

Skark lives in the same territory he grew up in, helping to protect it alongside his siblings, waiting for his mother to return. Kessela left to find her own fortune in life, leaving Karak to govern the family's land. Each brother holds a corner of the territory, and though relations between the three are somewhat tense, they manage well enough. Though the family of shrikes has never really integrated into the Rooter society fully (even seeing some members as tasty food morsels for the taking), Skark has taken it upon himself to 'socialize' with them, offering many a shady service to those who seek it.

Currently:
Skark will still live in the general area of Fangroot, but the constant bickering of his brothers wears thin on his nerves. Unwilling to fight either of them for the family territory, Skark has taken to undergoing short trips from home to investigate the world for himself. His brothers could care less, and leave their brother to his own devices, usually. It could turn out that Skark will move out completely, but that is to be seen. Unbeknownst to his siblings, he will often go hunting for their vanished mother during these trips as well, even though it's been almost a year since her disappearance.

Personality:
Skark is, to put it simply, a nasty, scheming individual. There is a natural sadism in him that runs in his family, and he takes pleasure in causing chaos and pain. A big part of his life is hunting and maintaining the food cache in the family's bramble thicket, a horrid area upon which the three brothers impale and hang their prey so they are able to eat at their leisure. They have a 'friendly' competition every so often to see who can tally up the most kills, and Skark has won on many occasions.

Despite his disregard for other species (he sees almost anything smaller than himself as a potential meal, small birds included), Skark is also an opportunist, and provides a sort of service to the Fangroot clan by fetching plants and insects that are otherwise unreachable to those unwilling to make the journey down. He wouldn't hesitate to act as a hired killer either, and sometimes takes other odd jobs if the pay is good or interesting. He has a fondness of objects from near the road, as well as pieces of fabric.

While his brothers mostly employ strength as a main tactic in hunting, Skark sometimes uses wit and charm to lure possible victims to their doom, taking great amusement from the process. He is often outwardly 'friendly' to strangers if he sees he can use them in any way. Skark also exhibits a certain degree of loyalty when it comes to family. He regarded his mother with deep respect, and does not spurn his brothers because it's easier to protect a hunting ground with three birds instead of just one.

Points of Interest

- Skark was the one who was closest to their mother, and the sibling who was always most interested in her knowledge of plants and poisons. Because of this close bond with her, he inherited her sea-glass necklace, which is a family heirloom of sorts. It is believed to hold some type of magical property, but Marellis did not stay long enough to reveal whether or not this claim was true.

- Skark's mother had an odd accent that Skark and the others picked up from her as they grew up. No one really knows, including Skark, where it came from, because Marellis was a very secretive bird. (It sounds German or possibly Russian. If this isn't allowed, please tell me. I just have fun with these kinds of things sometimes <3)

- Skark also had a somewhat affectionate relationship with his older sister, Kess. Her disposition differed greatly from her siblings, being considerably less aggressive, and Skark misses her, even though they write each other from time to time.

- The three remaining shrike siblings maintain a strained relationship, with Torlinn wishing to take over the territory and attract a mate. Torlinn and Karak are a bit bigger and stronger than Skark, but he's by far the best flyer of the three, and probably the most charismatic as well.

- Though neither Skark or Karak want to believe it, it is thought that their mother has died. Why she left without her belongings is a mystery to them, and Karak refuses to relinquish his responsibility to protect his mother's territory. Torlinn sees this as a foolish endeavor, and wants to start a family of his own without having to move away from their big territory and good hunting ground.

kamileunaire

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kamileunaire

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PostPosted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 9:30 pm


Story Time with Marellis


Like all good mothers, Marellis told her children stories to help them get to sleep. There is one story in particular that she liked to tell that describes their species origin in a folktale. Skark has taken it upon himself to remember this tale, and it is very dear to him.

Quote:

How Shrike Came to Be

A long time ago, there was a young songbird who was very beautiful. She had silver feathers all down her back, and she never sang the same song twice. Sometimes she even imitated her neighbors, but she sang so beautifully that they did not truly mind. Because of this habit of hers, they called her Mockingbird.

It came to pass that Mockingbird saw Hawk one morning, circling high above a field. After watching him hunt for a time, she began to admire him and his graceful speed, and his ability to catch the snakes that often stole eggs from songbird's nests. "What a fine, strong creature Hawk is." she would say to herself in-between songs. What intrigued her even more was that, try as she might, she could not imitate his calls.

Mockingbird became so enamored with Hawk that she decided to make an effort to approach him. Her family had warned against it. Hawk does not only feed upon the snakes and mice, said they, he will not hesitate to sup upon smaller birds if he so chooses. Everyone knows that a union between predator and prey is doomed to fail, one way or another.

But Mockingbird would not have any of that. Disregarding her family's discouraging words, she sought out Hawk one morning at a flat spot on the river where many birds went to drink and bathe. Finding him perched above the water, she landed nearby and began to sing for him the most beautiful love song that she could muster.

Hawk was caught off guard by this display, instantly recognizing the songbird and her melodic voice, for she was well known across the land for it. That it was meant for him was even more surprising, but her song was so captivating that he could not keep himself from falling instantly in love with her.

Come fall they had built a nest together, and by the time spring came, Mockingbird had laid a single beautiful egg which both parents protected fiercely. Hawk, it seemed, was a wonderful husband, for he taught Mockingbird the fearless way in which his own kind protected their nests. It is said that this is how mockingbirds came to be so fierce during nesting season.

When the child hatched, the parents rejoiced, and were overjoyed to find that he shared characteristics of both of them. He had the small, agile frame and silver feathers of his mother and the strong, hooked beak and keen eyesight of his father. His song, it seemed, was a strange combination of both parents' calls, so they named him Shrike, which means 'shrieking song' in the language of the birds. They loved him dearly, and under his parent's watchful eyes he grew into a clever young bird who could sing and had a knack for hunting, much to the pride of his father. The three of them were very happy together.

However, this happiness was not to last, just as their families had foretold. For one day, Sparrow's wife darted through the forest, sounding her shrill alarm. "Help me, help me, my poor husband is no more!" she cried sorrowfully, and all of the birds came forth to see what had happened.

Who else could it have been but young Shrike, who was standing over his prey in a clearing with a look of great confusion as everyone scolded and scorned. "I have done nothing wrong, it is the way of my father and his father before him to hunt the smaller creatures." he claimed without guilt, until the Great Eagle came forth and everyone fell silent. Eagle was one of the wisest animals in the forest, the King of all Birds, and what he said was the law.

"Shrike, you have felled your fellow songbird, your own kin, and for this you must be punished. You shall be exiled, unable to fit in with neither songbirds, who you will always see as food, nor raptors, who may see you as their own prey and will never accept you as their own. Begone from this forest, my decision is final." His father cried out in anger, and his mother wept with a deep sadness, but no amount of protest or begging could make the great Eagle change his mind.

So it came to be that Shrike left the forest, and set out into the meadows and the deserts with a bitter heart. Being a resourceful creature, he quickly adapted to his new home, but his bitterness grew with each passing day. It is said that the way in which the Shrike impales his prey upon the cruel thorns of the bramble is an act of vengeance and rage for his lonely fate. The habit persists to this day, as he is doomed to live in the thorn thickets, unable to return to his family.

((written by Kami <3))
PostPosted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 2:19 pm


Name: Mobi Redwood
Species: Flying squirrel
Gender: Male
Clan: Mossflower
Occupation: Message and mail delivery
Nature: Prompt, adventurous
Family: Charla (sister)

Appearance:
Flying squirrel

Just a regular little flying squirrel as far as color goes. Perhaps his brown could have a fairer, more golden quality to it, but brown on top, creamy white on the bottom, with that black stripe where his side-flaps are.

Accessories:
A cap and a satchel, the latter of which will serve as his 'mailbag'. His cap should be like the oldstyle mail carrier hats, like this. Appropriate colors can be discussed, though it would be nice if it could remain blue.

History:
Mobi

Personality:

Points of Interest

kamileunaire

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