I am a Hippogriff.
I'm an adult.
I happen to be a female.
I'm currently with no one.
I am considered somewhat brute-like to those that see me. I'm large and proudly stand tall, bearing the scars of many fights with other beasts, poachers, and whoever dares to strike at me. I place strength above all other traits. Those that choose to stand their ground and fight whatever battles that come their way shall be welcome by my side any day. When calmed, I enjoy the quiet life of the Forbidden Forest, but grow bored without a fight during the more lonelier months when school is not in session. Sometimes I am approached to being a part of the study at Hogwarts. I'm very temperamental about being coaxed, but the school is interesting to me and I normally go along. The students and professor may outnumber me in great numbers, but as long as they respect me and my kin, no harm shall come to them.
My background story is that I was born near Hogwarts in a part of the surrounding woodland that students are not allowed to venture into. I've heard many call it, "The Forbidden Forest" with due reason. Even the most well prepared student will find many faces watching their every move, and only a few that will not jump at the chance to make a snack out of them. I was among the brightest colored hippogriffs among those living here, leaving me as a constant target for larger predators. I learned to fight back against whatever would try and dig its claws into me. I fought back and nearly died several times, but I still survived through it all. As I grew, so did my collection of scars from previous battles. Some have healed improper and merely touching them causes a good amount of discomfort. I'm now an adult in the pack living in the Forbidden Forest, and stand ready for whatever dares stand in my way.
I enjoy the company of other hippogriffs, those who show respect, fighting, the nest at the forbidden forest and a nice meal of ferrets.
I despise disrespect towards me or my kind, having my scars of wounds touched, being chained or locked up in an enclosed space, most human food and being asked to "Do the Hippogriff"
I'm afraid of treskals.
My strengths are my endurance and my skill in combat. I can withstand a good amount of punishment and still keep coming back for more. My talons can carve a mountain in two! (But not literally.)
My flaws are being a bit headstrong and my stealth. Some say I rush in doing things without knowing the full plan. They would be correct in that sense. As for being stealthy, my quills and fur are bright enough to lose the advantage of stealth.
I look like this. (artwork by Emortal982)
Accepted by DD 7/8/2015
