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Username: Roniel Targaryen

Soquili's Name: Diantha
Gender: Female
Temper: Indomitable

Personality of Soquili: Diantha is very sharp and driven. Due to her isolation and intense combat training as a filly, she's a warrior to the core. She's as fierce a warrior and defender that the Flock could ask for... but these traits came with a price. What she has in fighting prowess she lacks in social skills. She has a very hard time interacting with her fellow sisters of the Flock in a casual setting and is even worse with the males. Though she is of a higher social caste than they are, she is actually a little shy around them. She has barely had any interaction with males in her life and doesn't really know how to carry herself around them.

With both males and females, Diantha usually comes off as harsh and gruff upon meeting. She considers a bad temper to be one of the traits she inherited from her skinwalker father, and as such does not try to change her behavior. It's also a way for her to keep her emotional distance from others. Emotional closeness makes her uncomfortable, but there are a special few that she opens up to.

Backstory:

Diantha would be the result of a violent meeting between two of my soquili: Aquilina the harpy and Zulian the skinwalker. Aquilina would return one day from a foray outside the Flock bloody, battered... and pregnant. Aquilina had a very difficult pregnancy and many wondered if she would survive, let alone the children in her womb. When the foals were born one was dead and cold, but the other lived and was placed into her basket to grow. Aquilina slowly recovered her health and mental stability as the foal within the basket matured, and she was finally well enough to face the emerging filly as her daughter when Diantha finally emerged.

(Note! I've been thinking about breeding Aquilina and Zulian for a while now, so have been talking to Mindsend about the cultural implications in the Flock for that. I asked for further clarification for this entry, to make sure my idea was within the culture of the Flock!)
Diantha, as the result of a breeding between a skinwalker and a harpy, would occupy a special place in the Flock from birth. The children of cursed skinwalkers are believed to inherit aspects of the ferocity and strength of their skinwalker heritage that enable them to better defeat skinwalkers in battle. Diantha would be raised as a skinwalker hunter due to this, so her upbringing would be atypical of a normal harpy.

The line of the CursedHunt, those with skinwalker blood who hunt them, has dwindled in the Flock. Only one elderly CursedHunt remains, and it would be to her that Diantha would be sent. Though parents are usually not involved in the rearing of their CursedHunt child, Aquilina would go with Diantha to learn the CursedHunt ways, owing to the lack of other CursedHunt harpies to assist in the task. Aquilina is already well versed in the art of combat, and considers battle to be one of the truest ways of self-expression. She would impart this philosophy to Diantha along with that of the CursedHunt.

Diantha would grow surrounded by these influences and training into a truly ferocious warrior. She would live for her duty as a skinwalker hunter and consider it a personal mission to keep the Flock safe from the monsters at their doorstep. Her isolation from the others will have made her strong and focused, even if she lacks in social skills.

Future Plots:

- Diantha is a CursedHunt who can be contentious and willful, and yet also outside of the normal hierarchy of the Flock. I think it would be interesting if this caused her to have a tendency to shake things up, such as by challenging the other warrior leaders of the Flock.

- I love me some dramatic fight RPs, so I'd love to arrange a plot where a skinwalker or group of skinwalker attacks the Flock and Diantha is one of the ones who have to repel them. It would be especially fun to get many people involved on both sides. Perhaps the skinwalkers would want to finally try to get rid of those pesky harpies that sit on the outskirts of their territory so launch an assault against the Flock. The end plot could involve just about anyone who cared to be involved: Skinwalkers attacking, defenders defending, nannies trying to run the kids to safety, males being ushered away for protection...

- On a more cutesy note, I'd love to RP her slowly getting to know and be more comfortable with a stallion in the Flock. This wouldn't necessarily end up with a breeding, but I like the idea of her finding the one male she can connect and be open with. It would be a way for her character to grow past the solitary warrior.

Physical description: I envision her being a blue maltese tiger type in coloring. She would have glowing blue eyes like her father and sharp teeth. She'd wear a small amount of armor, but also some bells from her mother. She'd basically have a mix of accessories from both parents.
- No beak
- Regular gryph mane
- Peacock tail
- No wings

Reference pictures (optional): Here! May or may not color it later.


Mock-Breeding?: Yes! Both are mine. Aquilina x Zulian

Do you RP?: Yes! All the time! I have... *counts* 30 maxed out soquili and more on the way!
Example(s) of RP: Here are some of my favorites:

Fire burning through us
Haya's fight school
Monstrous empty fate
Plot X - Plot page that links to six related RPs
Danger in autumn
Learning to heal

Do you agree with our terms?: Yes!

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Username: Nukido

Soquili's Name:
Gender: Female
Temper: Weary

Personality of Soquili:

Backstory:

Future Plots:

Physical description:

Reference pictures (optional):


Mock-Breeding?: (if yes, post links to both parents, and a quote of each parents permission)

Do you RP?:
Example(s) of RP: This should be in link form, or a short blurb written in character of your flock hopeful

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Username: Bardess Ookami

Soquili's Name: Whist
Gender: Female
Temper: Graceful

Personality of Soquili: Whist loves to dance more then anything else in the world. While she has forgotten so much (see backstory) her feet have never forgotten how to move. No matter how bad any aspect of life becomes, she can always find happiness in the dance. When she isn't dancing, she can be... somewhat bipolar, jumping from sweet to snappish in an eye blink, and while the reasons usually make sense to her, she does not always see the need to share them with others.

Backstory: Less then a year ago, while out traveling, Whist took very ill. She stumbled upon guards from the flock after nearly a week of terrible fever. She had, from the looks of it, gotten into some great battle and the wounds had gotten infected. The flock was able to get her healthy, but the damage was done. She was weak for a while, but working regained her strength, the real damage was to her memory. She remembers some small things, her name, her love of dance, the smell of cinnamon bark, and a dark shadowy figure who she sees in her dreams. She does not know if it is a male or a female, a harpy or some other sort, or if she hates this soq, or respects the soq, maybe even loves the soq if it is a sister. All she knows is she feels so strongly about who ever it is that she awakens with her heart racing, gasping for air, and covered in a sheen of sweat. if she has family by blood in the flock, they have not claimed or acknowledged her. She takes it as presumed that they are too ashamed of her for having forgotten so much that they refuse to acknowledge her.


Future Plots: She wants to remember, or at least relearn. Until she can learn once again how to act as a member of her flock, how can she remember who she used to be, and who used to be with her? So I would love plots with her learning from others, as though she were a foal.
Also, since she healed, she has been afraid of leaving the nesting areas, especially alone. Such a weakness needs to be fixed, so I could even see a sister making her come out then ditching her. For her own good, of course.

Physical description: She has a body that is black overlaid with iridescence, like a starling. Black bellied starling The iridescence can be more subtle Like in the top picture but without the speckling/light feather tip pattern, please. For the "mane" and tail, I'd like the colors to be patterned off of This peacock feather with some more traditional ones mixed in. From the template choice, I would like the peacock styled tail, since I think the long curls are very elegant for a dancer, and if I can use up some of the edit level here, I'd love the mane to have the crest of the cockatoo mane, then drift longer, like the regular, or even longer then that. (If not, then the regular mane, please) For the leg armor with the feathers, I'd love either gold or silver cuffs with Blue moonstone for the stones and White peacock feathers coming out of them, the way the other harpies have feathers.

For any additional edits, if you think they would be worth it, I'd love her to have a necklace, or maybe some sort of veil over part of her, something filmy and sheer, that she can dance with.

Reference pictures (optional): Many - see above


Mock-Breeding?: Not unless someone wants to sponsor her, in which case, I would be honored.

Do you RP?: Only a lot.
Example(s) of RP: Rp sample

Do you agree with our terms?: Sure. Thank you for this opportunity

Username: Lunadriel

Soquili's Name: Fearélain
Gender: Female
Temper: Implacable

Personality of Soquili: Fear will be harsh and unrelenting against those who test her or her sisters. She will be a strong force to be reckoned with; one that does not back down for any reason. Her soft spot will be for her sisters in The Flock. For those she will be a ginger heart. She will never abandon those she protects. Once she finds a purpose, she will stick to it loyally.

Backstory: Fearelain was thought to be a twin. Both of which were separated upon birth for unknown reasons or forces of nature. She was raised by a Mystic who had stories of her greater purpose, and of a twin who shared this purpose. A sisterly bond that would fulfill everything. Most her life was spent with a sense of longing, like there was another half of her missing. Fear came to this land in search of the twin in these stories. Her heart fluttered upon hearing that there was a harpy flock in the north-west territories. She will enter the heard expecting to find her place, her peace. Upon realizing there is not physical twin in the herd, she will be lead to believe that it was a metaphor. She will dive into the ways of the flock, bent on serving her sisters with all her soul. This being her purpose in life, as the Mystic foretold.

Future Plots: OH THE PLOTS.
{Merry To Meet You} Fear will have as many meetings as possible with the herd members, to try and get to know all her sisters. She will however, be very distant from any males. They are not her sisters after all! She will treat each member of the sisterhood as if they were her long lost twin. There will be an abundance of emotion as she places each one in her half empty heart in attempts to fill the missing pieces.
{A Sisterhood To Serve} Upon acceptance into The Flock, she will have a growing need in her to protect the ones she loves. A mission to cover and heal a scar. She will reach out to the Queen, or the Commanders, asking to be worth of becoming a guard. She will do anything to prove herself worthy, and take up arms against any who oppose The Flock. Daily she will train, till she obtains this dream.
{Ivory Queen} Edana Hatetalon is an evil witch. Fearelain will seek out stories of her, and harden her heart against any who follow her. It seems blasphemous against everything she's ever learned, for such a harpy to exist.
{The Twin...} After time has passed, and her very existence becomes one with the sisterhood of The Flock, she will stumble upon an outsider. Instinct, servitude, and training will cause her to launch an attack. Blinded by the similarities, having long sense put aside the notion of a physical twin. The Flock held strong in her blood, and had become as real as any twin to her. Her twin will recognize her though. Her life spent listening to mirrored stories of the ones Fear had heard. Sadness will ensue as she comes to find that this harpy claiming to be her blood right twin, had become a Hatetalon. Fear will push off of her and evaluate everything with a burdened mind. She was certain that faith had brought her to where she was, and would never doubt her place under Aviania's rein. She loved her Queen, and her sisters. She will force her sister to flee, threatening to kill her if she ever saw her again... How could any birth twin of hers serve and become a Hatetalon?
{Nightmares} Meeting her identical twin will cause turmoil in her dreams. When she returns to her flock, she will decide not to tell anyone. Not only did she not want to be labeled a traitor, but she felt like one. Part of her didn't want her twin to be killed by anyone but her. She will seek out assistance in calming her troubled mind from a priestess or someone equally as in tune with the spirits.
{Longing For Peace: A To Be Continued} As time passes, she will regret her harshness with her twin. Wishing instead that there was a way for her to join The Flock. She will work twice as hard to serve her sisters, to feel back on track with her purpose in life. Only time will tell what happens next. If she ever gives her twin a chance to talk instead of assaulting her, she will discover that they were both raised by an uncannily similar Mystic.... dun dun DUUUN.

Physical description: She is solid black like the shadows. Her eyes are solid green; the color of life. Her headdress feathers are grey, erect at the top, and feather down the back of her neck. (Perhaps cockatoo template.) Her tail feathers are black, with grey hollows and grey peacock eyes at the ends. I'd like her to have front hippogryph claws (all four clawed feet only if it becomes obtainable), with silver bracelets around the front legs. You can see these slightly in the ref. At the back of the bracelets I'd like traditional harpy wings in a dark black with a hint of green iridescence, VERY subtle. I want them mostly black. (Similar to the ref pic of the bracelet, included only for the feather color.) These will be her ceremonial harpy ankle feathers, but with bracelets holding them on instead of a bracer. I'd also like a necklace fashioned like the tattoo in the pics. If possible, I'd like her to have some black hair mixed in flowing underneath/behind the feathers like Vanya. (Used with permission! =p) I know with moderate edits, it can't be as long as hers. I'm happy with a medium length. No beak, no wings please! Essentially a half-blood hippogryph.

Reference pictures (optional): [x], [x], [x]


Mock-Breeding?: No.

Do you RP?: Yus!
Example(s) of RP: [x], [x] (Something old, and something new, for good luck!)

Do you agree with our terms?: Yes. Despite having a twin, she will NEVER leave her sisters. She will be bound to them till death do her part.

Username: [+Katch+]

Soquili's Name: Svanna
Gender: Female
Temper: Mystical

Personality of Soquili: Svanna is a little strange to the rest of the flock, she does not have the fierce demeanor most of her sisters have, in fact she is more alike to an owl, silent, watchful, deeply strange, but yet beautiful in all of her oddness. She of course, was trained as most of the female population of the flock was, in combat strategy and in their culture. She listens more than she speaks, and always thinks her actions through before she carries them out. She is above all else extremely loyal and only trusts members of the flock.

Backstory:

Svanna was born completely albino, her mother was dismayed, for even though she had born three females, the highest honor for a harpy mother, the honor was almost completely quashed by the pity she received from other harpies over that one chick. She had to be kept out of the sun and was almost completely blind. But she was trained by private tutors in combat and such necessities a female harpy should know. She excelled in all of this, but as she grew she found she had a penchant for stranger things. She had grown very spiritual and knew every star by heart and how bones could tell ones proverbial future. They called her the Mystic Chick as a joke, but eventually they all came to her, curious for information about things they had never thought too hard on. Though she could not come out in the light of day, rumors had spread throughout the flock that touted her as if she was almost to the level of being a deity. But of course she didn't really have "powers" she just listened more intently to the rest of the world while her sisters did normal harpy things. She was useful when it came to nighttime infiltration, she did not need strong sight to catch prey or hear subtle changes in ones breathing or scent something in the wind. She had found what she was good at, nay, she was born to it.

Future Plots:

Well You're Just Odd: She has lived with her albinism her entire young life, there of course are soquili that do not know of this defect and would poke fun at her for it.

Night Time Roamings: She can't come out in the light of day but at night she is possibly more useful than those who can walk about by day, she may not have the fierce spirit that her sisters have, but she does want to prove herself, and she can do so at night.

Devotion: She has found her calling in life and she makes it known to the flock, she can do things for the flock that normally would be overlooked, as many of them are not as nocturnal as she. Or as aligned spiritually. She presents herself as useful.

Intruder!: An outsider hides in her cave, away from the others who are trying to capture them. What would she do!?

Physical description:
Svanna is albino, she is pure white, and very pretty has harpies go. Her feathery mane (Regular Hypogryph mane) is actually stylized and semi short save for two long feathers that hang down to her collar bone. Her tail is the straight hawk tail. She has intricate lines of silver on her fine pelt, where her sisters have very defined markings. She has pink eyes, but besides silver, she is pure white until her very pinky tippy toes. She decorates herself with things she feels are spiritual to her, her favorite being the moonstone. She relates very much with this stone so she wears a moonstone necklace strung together with silver wire, moonstones are set in the soft silver leather leg armor she wears. She also wears a shimmery silver veil over her eyes, symbolizing of course, that she has little to no real vision, but moreso the fact that she does not need them to SEE.

Reference pictures (optional):
CHIBI HARPY (without front decorated wings, those should be as the plush below has them ^^ )

Harpy Plush - Heart made this for me ^^


Mock-Breeding?: Nope

Do you RP?: YEUP <3
Example(s) of RP:
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Do you agree with our terms?: Absitivelyposolutely ^^

Username: Dulcea

Soquili's Name: Lansa
Gender: Female
Temper: Alert

Personality of Soquili:
Above all else Lansa views herself as a protector. It’s a role she’s cast herself in in an attempt to assuage herself of the guilt she feels for the way that she is and the way her life has progressed. She sees herself as being special in no significant way other than the simple fact that she is large and strong. As a result she will value herself based on her success in battles and the safety of her sisters. If any of her sisters is injured or otherwise slighted she is likely to take it as a personal offense and seek retribution for them.

Similarly she will be incredibly willing to kneel to the whims of her sisters, particularly those she considers special or beautiful. She may act offended or irritated with their requests, but at her core feels that she serves the flock best in that capacity.

She will be impatient with outsiders and males, but will not express beliefs that males are of a lower worth. She doesn’t necessarily think of them as equals either, more as a neutral entity outside of her realm of consideration.

When it really comes down to it her world consists of very little outside of the physical health of the flock and she will have difficulty relating to philosophical and abstract concepts. She will always be much more the actor than the playwright.

Backstory:
Lansa was born to the flock, the stronger of the two borne by an older guard. As they were her only children their mother doted on them, though more so on Lansa’s sister who was everything that Lansa and her mother were not. Where Lansa was rough and brutish her sister was delicate and beautiful. Her mother favored the sister because she showed potential to gain honor for the family, resulting in girls with opposing personalities. As such when her mother died Lansa was torn between her distaste for her sister’s spoiled ways and her need to protect.

Her sister eventually left the flock to pursue a life of glamor and luxury citing Lansa’s overbearing nature as one of her reasons for leaving, leaving Lansa with a feeling of emptiness and guilt in her life. Since then she has taken to serving as a guard for her sisters and takes her job incredibly seriously. She has been quick to strike and ask questions later when confronting intruders to the flock’s land and as such has made some enemies. In some ways she hopes this will atone for her belief that she scared her sister away and weakened the flock.

Future Plots:
As a part of her backstory I’d like her to have a number of enemies, folks that had wandered near the flock for whatever reason and had a bad encounter with her. These enemies may have lost or won their fight with her, but I’d like to avoid any disfigurement or extreme defeats up to this point.

Allies or enemies within the flock. Her nature is not the cuddliest and I’d like her to have some conflicts with her sisters because of it. She would still respect them to the utmost but any negative interactions she may have with them may give rise to new aspects of her personality. Similarly I’d like her to have more friends that she believes that she does, some sisters or even males who are either silently or vocally kind to her.

Major battles in the future. Ideally she will encounter someone on the edge of the flock’s land that has bad intentions and will chase them off. If they have already done some ill, like hurting one of her sisters or attempting to free a male, she will ask leave to follow. This would be a longer plot that may involve some major injury.

I’m not sure what sort of plans you all have for these positions, but if it’s not out of bounds I’d like to work in a long plot wherein Lansa proves her worth to become a head guard. If there are already holds on those positions it wouldn’t be an issue, I just think it would be something interesting for her to work toward to justify all of her differences to herself.

Value shifting. This is more of a lighthearted plot, wherein Lansa will encounter a harpy or other strong Soq that is entirely vegetarian. This will be a strong counter to her tendency to kill all of her meals and will hopefully add some new dimensions for her in terms of trying to relate to animals she once only considered food.

Love, though not in the traditional sense. Lansa will always have trouble relating to males, even in the sense that the other harpies do, and I’d like to see some trouble come out of this. This could be a male that sees her on her rounds and becomes fixated on her much to her dismay, or even a female partner whose interest will lead her to some self-doubt.

Foals. Not necessarily her own, but Lansa will have a strong distaste for the youth. It’s not that she dislikes children she simply has no reference point for how to act around them and it will lead her to be very uncomfortable. I’d like someone to break her of that, be it a young flock member or a child from outside who is curious about her and will follow her despite her attempts to escape. She wouldn’t harm them, just try to lose them.

A misguided capture. As I mentioned above she will always have trouble with males, so capturing one will never be at the forefront of her mind. Of course she would enjoy the prestige that comes with trophies and would hope to gain her sisters’ respect by bringing back someone to add to the flock’s strength, but her attempts at this will backfire horribly. She may bring home someone childish, weak, or downright useless and be stuck with them.

Physical description:
Body and mane/tail patterned after an adult Mississippi Kite, red eyes with a wide black center pupil. Black claws with dark orange-brown feet fading up into the leg color. Regular hippogryph mane in bright white, messy styled streaked grey and white mane extending out from beneath the feathers to the tops of her legs. The rest of her head should be a slightly darker shade fading into grey near the bottom of her neck and toward the end of her nose where the bird’s beak would start. Dark markings around her eyes, a little lighter than black. Her body should be the darkest grey at the apex of her back, fading down a few shades until it meets with her legs. Body should also be flecked with faded patches the color of her head as on the refs. Regular hawk tail should be colored white where it joins with her body and fade fairly quickly into the brown-reddish mixture found on the ends of the Kite’s wings. Feel free to tweak markings if anything looks bad.

Referenced leg cuffs on the in steel and bronze (in place of the black) on the front and back legs, should be closed instead of open like the ref. Front cuffs should have CC steel winglets attached to the cuffs in a simple blade style. Minor CC armor style headdress in steel and bronze, should not cover her eyes.

Reference pictures (optional): Mississippi Kite [x] [x] [x]; Leg Cuff Style [x]

Mock-Breeding?: No

Do you RP?: Yes, though not recently in Soq because of my characters being locked in stalled plots.
Example(s) of RP:
[Both characters] | [Kimatuli] | [Zsaria - Fight] | [Both characters] |[Samia] | [Rahmara] |[Saengdao]

Additional blurb since I don’t have any Soq examples.

The sun had set some time ago, she couldn’t place when. It didn’t matter much; Lansa was resigned to stay hidden beneath the underbrush until she was sure she was alone. She had been careless on her way back to the flock, unaware of what might be following behind her, and then she had heard it. It had only been a twig, snapped perhaps on its own accord, but she couldn’t be sure. The breath came hot out of her nostrils in stunted puffs, her eyes narrowed to a point as she surveyed the area again. There was nothing, just as there had been the time before and the time before that, but still she couldn’t be sure. She knew she ought to break fast from the brush and startle out any intruder but such behavior had proven reckless in the past. The last thing she needed was to be ridiculed for charging something as harmless as the wind. No, that wasn’t entirely true. The last thing she needed was to be followed; she’d stay out here till morning if it guaranteed the source wouldn’t find the flock nestled down to sleep unawares. And so she would wait, her shoulders burning with the stress of holding her body just so. Her claws dug into the soft earth beneath her and she let out a long shallow breath. She would always wait, and if something came she would not miss it.

Do you agree with our terms?: Yes

Username: Sbuggy166

Soquili's Name: Saya
Gender: Female
Temper: intuitive

Personality of Soquili:
she is very smart, and very patient. she is blind, but has a positive outlook on life. she helps her flock as acting as a sort of counselor or adviser. she can be sarcastic at times, but is is always in good jest. she would never do anything to hurt anyone. she does not want to ever take a lifemate because she wants her work with her sister to be priority, and having a male follow her around is just not good for business. (i will develop this more with rp)

Backstory:
Saya was born a normal healthy harpy, but in her early youth she was stricken with a bad fever. she was sick for a very long time, and many healers tried thier best, but the sickness would not lift. it was many weeks before she finally healed, but the fever had taken her sight. Saya was blind and helpless. her flock was saddened by the loss of potential huntress, but they were kind and took care of her.

Saya hated the treatment. she hated being helpless. it was not fair for the flock to have to feed her and guide her around. more than once she tried to convince them to just leave her die, but they would not have that. she was a harpy sister whether she could see or not did not change that matter.

she had a long and bitter childhood, but she eventually snapped out of it. as she reached adulthood she came to accept the fact that she still needed help, but there was a way that the help could be returned. she noticed that while others were helping her they often would tell her of things that were bothering them or problems of the herd. listening became her greatest gift to give.

Future Plots: "my mind is the sharpest tool i have, i cannot fight, but i can think and i can listen."
Saya spends her days sitting out in the sun enjoying the sounds of the world around her. she does not have any super hearing or smell that would let her walk around without her sight, so she is completely dependent on others to guide her if she wishes to go somewhere.

members of the flock look forward to their turn to help Saya. talking to saya is like talking to your bishop or pasture. she will listen and she will understand. she may even throw out some advice, but she will never tell. your secrets are safe with her.

she has listened to many peoples stories and knows much of others lives, but she does not judge. her vast stores or knowledge at such a young age make her a valuable member of her flock. but what if an enemy got a hold of that knowledge? it would be an exciting ride to be kidnapped, and her bond with her flock would be strengthened when she learned that they fought claw and beak to get her back.

Saya would not take a lifemate, but she will breed for the flock. adding faithful members is an important duty that she is willing to fill. now she just needs to find a male...kinda hard considering she cannot see...would she even be able to raise foals or would she have to rely on her sister to do even that for her. would her pride let her accept thier help when it came to being a mother?

as she got older Saya would start to be more and more independent. she would develop her hearing after much practice so that she could at least walk around the flock grounds by herself. if she ever got to the point were she could explore, would she? or would she choose to remain in the area devoting her life to helping others?

Physical description:
- beak white fading to yellow tip
-eyes solid black
-all four feet clawed, black claws, fetlocks white fading to yellow
-(if all four not allowed to be clawed then just front feet)
-no feather tufts
-no scales
-no wings
-hawk style tail, while with yellow tips
-body solid white with yellow extremities
-mane (if i can use the edits here) feathers hang around face and kinda in eyes. poking out of leaf hat.
-green leaf hat tied to head with yellow ears poking through
-cuffs don't have wings, instead have a bell attached to the side
-(if not allowed to have edit mane then cockatoo mane, and have the leaf tied onto her back almost like a saddle.)

Reference pictures (optional):
Coloration , Leaf Hat

Mock-Breeding?: nope
Do you RP?: um YES!
Example(s) of RP: my Teepee , Family Ties , An unexpected secret , Are you Stalking me?

Saya smiled at the small foal that sat in front of her. she could tell it was a girl by the daintiness of her voice, though it held much power and authority. it was the fillies turn to watch over Saya today, a job normally given to the young ones to teach them patients and care giving skills. it was normally a job that they looked forward to, but not this filly, not while all the other fillies were out learning to hunt. Saya stood up and nudged the foal's side with her beak. "come on now, its not that bad. why dont we start off the day by the rocks?" she heard the filly mumble something about how rocks are boring, it sounded like she had looked away mid sentence. Saya started walking cautiously in the direction of the rocks that were close by. she could feel the foal watching her. knowing this she let her foot catch on a rock and she stumbled. "oh, oh, deary me im so clumsy." she felt the filly at her side, helping her to stand back up. the filly sighed, "dummy, your not clumsy, your blind. here ill help you get over to the rocks, but after that im leaving to go play." Saya nodded and then let the filly lead her to the rocks by walking side by side and following her movements. once at the rocks saya nudged the filly and said, "well you can go if you want, im just going to sit here and hunt some mice." she heard the filly snort then remark in an almost angry voice, "you can hardly get a drink by yourself, how do you expect to catch a mouse?!" Saya smiled and sat on the ground, her claws pulled under her ready to strike. "Patients young one, great patients. come sit next to me and i will show you the secrets of the sightless."

Do you agree with our terms?: yes, yes i do

Username: SylverStar

Soquili's Name: Aellae
Gender: Female
Temper: Haughty

Personality of Soquili: Aellae is a strong-willed and sometimes short-tempered individual. She likes tradition and even though she is younger she strongly believes in following the more traditional ways and holds a disdain for those who do not hold to them. However she tries her best to tolerate everyone in the flock. She can be out spoken and she is not shy with her opinions. She can be critical, knowing what she likes and wanting things, males, and others to meet her standards. She also takes a certain pride in herself especially in her appearance. She believes she has been gifted by the Great Mother, because of her bird of prey appearance. She strives hard in everything she does. She lives to protect the herd and is hoping to become a guard of the flock. She also loves dancing as she believes dancing is fighting and fighting is dancing. She also loves to collect trophies of all kinds. She will also be very interested in all things flock related and will love gossip for this reason. She hopes to bear many strong harpy children (preferably female).

Backstory: Aellae was born into the flock. Her mother was a guard in the flock and died defending the flock she loved. Her mother never told her who her father was. She does not know if he still remains in the flock. She has romanticized in her head that he ran off when her mother died. She grew up as a happy child in the flock. Taking in all the nannies had to teach her of the flock. She loved the culture and her lessons...especially those on fighting. Reaching her teens she seemed to grow more angsty, realizing more the emptiness at not having a mother in the flock. Also seeing some of her peers going against tradition helped keep the angst alive. With this she became more critical of both herself and others and vowed to stay loyal to her queen and the traditions of the flock.

Future Plots:

The Perfect Job: This could be a series of plots about finding her job in the flock. Including her anxiety about getting the job she wants. Discussing with another about their job or what they want to do. Acceptance of the job and maybe some training with the head guard. Interactions with other guards. Taking a role in any battles that come up. General keep the peace RP with members who step out of line (escorts out of the flock, ect). If she becomes a guard she will strive to be the head guard one day. She is the kind of mare who likes to work her way up in position. She will be keeping up to date with all the latest comings and goings.

A Sparing Partner: Would love to find someone who is willing to fight with her to keep her skills up. Also maybe to have a confidant and friend in this harpy. I would also like her to be open for any sparing that might be needed for another to prove themselves to the flock.

For Love of Dance: RPs including dance offs, practicing, partners, festivals, and competitions....basically anything involving dancing.

The Perfect Harem: A series of RPs involving captures and her involvement with the Stallions. She is interested in having a large harem of beautiful and strong males. The more trophies she can collect the better. She will not have a favorite. She will likely employ their use in many tasks though (breeding, crafting, dancing partner, entertainment, to vent to, keep her nest warm, flock gossip, ect.)

A Rival or Two: She would like to have at least one rivalry going on with a fellow harpy (one with more liberal values). This tension would be brought out in competitions more than anything.

The Lost Trophy: Aellae losing one of her trophies, a feather from her nest, or worse a stallion from her harem. This will send her into a tantrum and she will need someone to help calm her down.

Are you Really my Father?: She meets a stallion who claims to be her father and it tears at old wounds in her. She does not believe the stallion. The stallion can be one in the flock or outside. If he is not part of the flock she will surely bring him in so she can watch and study him. She would want to involve older members to find out the truth. I could work either with it being true or not...depending on what the other party wanted.

Physical description:

Hippogryph traits: leg scales, no wings, cockatoo mane (but longer), hawk tail, feather fetlocks, 4 claws? (not sure if that is possible).

Colors: Black, grey, and light grey (instead of the white in references). Ice blue eyes, black claws

Markings: See refs. (all markings), two black lines on cheeks, black rib markings on side with tear drop at end.

Edits: Ceremonial wings (silver metal bracers with metal coming to a point past the feather...weapon like, wings like ref.), Silver Necklace (with ice blue gem, and a single feather hanging below gem), draping jewelry on side (to match necklace), silver circlet (with ice blue gem...cc)

Trading post: silver 3 hoop earings, would like rain dancers on back legs…if possible (if back legs are hooved)
I would like all feathers to be slightly different from each other but colored in blacks, whites, and greys.

Reference pictures (optional): wings pattern pattern 2

Mock-Breeding?: No

Do you RP?: Yes

Example(s) of RP:
- wishing to fly (Vayu)
- And now, you are mine (Douglas)
- Twisted absolutes (Douglas with Mahapadma)
- Fireflies in the Night (Attacus)
- Leaves and Trees (Attacus)
- A Guide Please? (Attacus)

Do you agree with our terms?: Yes