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Username: .Tortured. .Pumpkin.

Soquili's Name: Celaenoa (After a harpy from Greek Mythology with a little twist to not confuse her with the commander.)
Gender: Female
Temper: Crude

Personality of Soquili:
Cel is nrever afraid to say what's on her mind. Ever. It doesn't matter who's around, how inappropriate it is, or how it makes her look. If someone doesn't like it, they don't have to stick around. She's incredibly protective of her father (who had left the flock to mate with a non-harpy and took her with him) and if anyone will do anything it takes to make sure nobody tries to soil his name, and has even made up stories to make him look better. She's very hot-tempered, and is likely to get in both physical and verbal tiffs.
She isn't entirely sure why she's returned to the flock, but she feels at home with others of her kind. Celaenoa is certain that her mother is still amont them, she just doesn't know who it is. Or if she's even chosen the right flock in the first place.

Backstory:
Cel was born to two full blooded harpies. As her father was considered to be one of the top choices genetically, she had many, many siblings. Most of them were half, but her mother seemed to be unable to find another stallion that produced as quick-witted and beautiful offspring as Cel's father had. So she mated with him more than once. Her father, though in high demand, didn't understand why the mare kept coming to him. He thought, perhaps, that maybe she could like him as more than a lowly stallion. However, the mare was a hard, brutal thing, and rejected him immediately, while still seducing him for his genes.
As the stallion grew older, the number of mares seeking his seed lessened, and that one mare laughed at him if he even tried. Upset and spiteful, he took Cel in the middle of the night and left the flock. The mare was outraged, of course. She hunted for the stallion, and him and Cel hid day and night from her. Cel never knew why.
As little Celaenoa grew older, she became more and more like her mother; rigid and crude, seeming to care only for herself and treating the male as a tool. The stallion grew sick of the lack of feeling in his daughter, and left her when he met a grounded mare who he felt truly cared for him.
His harpy daughter was disgusted, but secretly heartbroken that her father and her only friend had left her. She seeked out her flock, and after months of searching, finally found home.

Future Plots:
Finding Mother
In this plot, Cel would attempt to find her mother. She doesn't quite remember her from her childhood, but she'd like to know what she's like, or why her father felt driven from the herd because of her. When she discovers the truth of her father's "cowardice," as she sees it, she would dislike her father and stop trying to protect him.

"Teenage" Angst
Celaenoa will at first feel overwhelmed in the flock. She'll learn how the herd works, feel that it's unfair to the males, and leave, disgusted with the mares. However, after a few nights alone in the forest, she'll return, feeling that this life style is much better than what she had growing up.

My Pet
After learning how the flock functions, Celaenoa will want her own little 'pet,' as it were. She'll grab the first untaken male that she sees, and keep him around for a while. She'll mate with him (unsuccessfully) and end up falling for him. However, she'll never admit her feelings and discard this stallion just as quickly as she'd picked him up. She's likely to never settle down.

You Don't Know Me
This plot will take place at the same time as "My Pet." In this plot, she'll find a friend in one of her sisters, and confide in them. They'll judge her, and tell her she has feelings for the lowly stallion she's been using. They'll most likely tease her, and Cel will become angry and fight with the mare (either verbally or physically), breaking their friendship. Nobody will see her as weak or inferior if she can help it.

What Have I Done?
In this plot, Cel will mate with multiple stallions, one of them being inferior. (She sees anyone of non-harpy blood inferior. She wishes to breed with pureblood or at least half-harpies only.) When she becomes pregnant, she'll have no idea who the father is, and will be worried that her children will be shunned. Not by others, but by herself. The outcome of this will depend on the other Soquili involved, and how well the stallions' owners will be able to plot/RP this out. In any case, she'll find the inferior male she's been with, and scold him for what he's done. If they do end up being his, she'll make him raise them and insist nobody help him.

Same Old Song and Dance
Cel becomes much like her mother for this plot. For her last two breedings, she'll (hopefully, if it works) bed down with the same stallion, feeling that his genes are superior to the others in the flock. Either he'll fall for her, or she'll fall for him, and the one with feelings will be rejected.

Physical description:
White pelt, green hue to the shading.
All four feet clawed, as she's full blooded, if this is allowed. If not, just front feet.
Claws pale yellow in color, pale yellow swirls going up legs.
Peacock tail, feathers alternating from green inside to blue outside (see ref. images). Top/beggining of tail pale yellow like claws.
Regular Hippogryph mane, feathers alternating from green inside to blue outside (see ref. images). Top/beginning of mane pale yellow like claws.
Bright pink eyes. Not quite magenta.
Pale yellow nose strip
I want her decorative leg wings to be like the wings in the reference image, except instead of the rigid white things, I'd like feathers to match her hair. I'd like them to be connected by chains that match her necklace
I would like the necklace shown in the reference images.


Reference pictures (optional):
Clicky thumbnails~
- overall look. (I was too lazy to do aaaaall the feathers. XD)
- Look of the feather hair/tail
- Necklace
- Wings. See modifications in her physical description

Mock-Breeding?: No

Do you RP?: Yeeees. <3 Or at least I try. XD Sometimes it's hard, but I manage.
Example(s) of RP:
My two latest. (I'm not great, but I'm improving.)
Nothing's Strange about Strangers
Could Be a Flower, Could Be a Bee

Do you agree with our terms?: I do. =)

Username: JetAlmeara

Soquili's Name: Sirena
Gender: Female
Temper: Enchanting

Personality of Soquili: Sirena is one of those 'the glass is half full' type's, the one that manages to see the light in any situation no matter how small that glimmer of light might be. A Soquili whose main goal in life seems to be raising the morale of those around her with a strong drive to 'fix the broken'. She is often seen in the role of peacekeeper doing her best to smooth ruffled feathers after an argument or explain away comments and actions that might be taken the wrong way. She's typically upbeat and never shys away from a good time celebrating any and all festivities in the herd with such delight and gusto that those around her might almost be envious of her apparantly carefree attitude.

In reality Sirena is not quite as carefree as she might seem, she harbours an inner fear that her inane lack of abilities...in everything but being positive and singing, means that she is not contributing to the herd as much as she should be, not even dancing is in her favor - while all her brethren dance in beautiful and enchanting ways Sirena finds such intricate steps fouled by a clumsiness that is not common in her kind, a fault that she is quite sensitive about. It is this inner fear that likely makes her give 110 percent to those few things she can do, to push herself as hard as she can in order to pull her weight in the herd, if she can contribute by making others happy and stress free when not on duty in thier various jobs within the herd then that is what she will do. She despairs however of ever being able to capture a male of her own.

Backstory:

Sirena was born a bit to early..or perhaps she was just destined to be a small and delicate creature, either way she was the smallest fo the foals ni the nursery and even as a young mare is generally a good bit smaller then the rest of her comrades in the herd.

When Sirena was just a foal she was enchanted by the sight of her fellows dancing, entranced by the stories of the flocks history and more then eager to take part in it herself, As she grew however it quickly became apparant that she would never become a guard or a hunter as she simply lacked the more predatory or watchful mindset to do well in such a task nevermind her small and delicate body, forager was an option..until she fell coming across a stream and lost an entire baskets worth a food - or what was left after spilling most of it along the way. For a little while she harboured the thought of being a nanny and while the foals loved her...they also soon figured out that she was a complete push over andstarted to walk all over her, the rest of the herd nanies gently suggested that she try something else.

But what? It seemed that everything she tried did not work out and even Sirena's overly sunny disposition was starting to falter just a little bit. It was only when she sang that any sort of true talent emerged and when she picked up an instrament she found herself capable of bringing forth such soulful beautiful tunes that it was imediately obvious the role she would play in the herd.

Sirena was destined to be a musician and while it wasn't the most respected of roles within the herd Sirena, glad to have found something she was capable of doing, latched onto the role with evident joy. She threw herself into learning how to fashion instruments to play, even coming up with variations of her own from time to time and was espechially fond of crafting or singing songs to do with the herds history or the great accomplishments of her fellows. It is not unheard of for her to burst into song spontaneously or use songs as a tool for teaching.

Future Plots: I would actually like to RP out some of her backstory - in particular her failed attempts to gain the skills for other ranks and her decision to embrace the world of music instead. Because of her somewhat overly outgoing nature I imagine she might rub some of the more stoic herd members the wrong way and a few encounters with some of them might be fun - on the flip side finding those who might be hurting for one reason or another and cheering them up is a cornerstone of who Sirena is and such encounters would be greatly appreciated!

Eventually I'd like her to find a male - though how she would go about capturing him is still up in the air - perhaps she will grow so desperate to impress her fellows that she was trick a stallion into following her home using her wits and cunning as it's unlikely she'd ever be able to over power one... It's likely something that she would feel guilty about later as Sirena dislikes hurting anyones feelings - even those of the lowly male. For the most part I prefer if plots evolve organically through RP or entwined in the plots of others to help thoem out. It's hard for me to sit down and outline a particular plot line until I get a real feel for the character..and so these vague idea's are all I can come up with for the moment, though rest assured that she will be plotted and RPed extensively.

Physical description:

Hippogryph traits

- Beak
-leg scales
- cockatoo mane
- peacock tail
- no wings

Edits

- Pan flute tired around her neck by a brown leather thong decorated in feathers (CC feather colors - whatever looks good with her coloring)
- fairly small leather armbands with dangling beads on her forfeet with the styalized wing adornments for harpies made out of curly feathers like the peacock tail feathers (CC feather colors, whatever looks good with her coloring)

Body coloring - Based on the bird below, mainly purple with hints of iridescent blues & pinks, white underbelly

Reference pictures (optional):
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v446/Jetalmeara/Jet 2/164182808_23208c13b9.jpg - main coloring
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/c/ca/ChileanPanpipes-cutout.jpg/220px-ChileanPanpipes-cutout.jpg - pan flute

Mock-Breeding?: N/A
Do you RP?: Of course!
Example(s) of RP:

http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=2&t=22743141#333317455 - Current & ongoing battle RP
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=22743099#332158961 - Finished
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=22661987 - ongoing
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=22781463 - ongoing
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=22664577 - ongoing
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=22661953#330368681 - finished
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=22595613 - finished
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=22550903#328069795 - finished

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Do you agree with our terms?: Of course!

Username: Phail Ninja

Soquili's Name: Iceclaw (following the way Harpy names seemed to work in WoW)
Gender: Female
Temper: Unruly

Personality of Soquili:
Iceclaw is somewhat more wild than most harpies. She's got a devil-may-care attitude, and if she wants to do something she'll damn well do it. It's not that she is rebellious, or that she looks down on the traditions of the Flock, it's more that she simply doesn't think about the repercussions of anything. She's intensely curious, and loves to just go and do something; anything.

Not caring one whit about her appearance, she's often found scruffy from whatever she was last up to, giving her an almost wild look. Her eyes often have a faraway appearance, as though her mind isn't all there and she's often caught up in half-built daydreams, just going wherever the mood happens to take her that day. Though not as musical as some her sisters, she is often found humming to herself and just having a good time with her life.

She's like an untamed spirit. The only thing bolstering her down to this world is her ties to the Flock. They are her one and only constant in this life, and that's the way she intends to keep it. Maybe her fellow sisters may believe that she isn't as "harpy" as the others, but the beliefs of the Flock are what she holds most dear to her heart. Yes, she might break them occasionally, or will stray from her path in life for a brief while, but to this way of life she will always return.

Iceclaw tends towards more of a carnivorous life, with hunting being one of her favorite pastimes. She aspires to become head huntress at some point in her life, even though it's highly unlikely with her unpredictable nature. But hey, every harpy can dream, right?

Quite an agile little thing herself, Iceclaw is best at bringing down the smaller, quicker types of prey. Nimble and quick, she'd devised her own strange method of hunting by using her weaponised ankle-wings. She's also adapted it to her own strange little dance style. It's nothing amazing, but she has fun doing it anyway.

Backstory:
((I don't want to give her a huge backstory, I'd rather have Iceclaw be a fairly young fresh-out-of-adolescence mare that I can develop through lots of RP, instead of giving her a hard or long past ^.^ That's why her backstory is fairly short. It's a little rough, but I'm too tired to try and pretty it up anymore right now, my apologies XD))
Iceclaw has never been sure of her parentage, not that she gives it much thought. It's possible her mother was a harpy that simply did not wish to have anything to do with her offspring, or perhaps she was some unknown-to-Iceclaw mare that turned rogue, leaving behind her basket. Maybe her basket was stolen from another harpy group, the Hatetalons.

Whatever the case is, Iceclaw simply isn't bothered. She was raised within The Flock by the nannies, and they're all the family she needs/wants. Lessons in the harpy ways affected her to various degrees. Dominance over males came easily; learning herd boundaries less so. Regardless, her persevering teachers eventually got all the customs and traditions knocked into the troublesome filly's head.

When she was very young, she'd constantly get into trouble. Iceclaw simply didn't understand the need for so many rules. Why was she kept separate from the males? Sometimes she would be tempted to sneak over and listen in to their lessons. Why couldn't she go exploring? Well, she never thought it hurt when she snuck past the adults to look around the border just a little. Her respect for rules grew only a little as she grew into the young adult she is now. Although she can understand the need for them, if a particularly strong urge grabs her she may be tempted to brush a few of the minor rules aside for the time being.

Future Plots:

• Participation I'm hoping to have her as an active member of The Flock, and thus there shall be lots of participation in events and general RP. Be it hanging out with her fellow sisters, borrowing male slaves, or just carrying out her role within society. If there are any big whole-herd events, she will definitely be joining in (like for the big dance contest that is being planned), or even rising up to held defend her Flock in times of war.
  
• Huntress: If possible, I'd like to consider working her towards being a huntress ^.^ She's still young, so ICly I'm not sure if she will have chosen her role within The Flock when she's made, hence why this is being listed as a future plot. Although she'd love this job, she isn't exactly the best at following orders, so this would be a good opportunity for some good character development. Perhaps, if permitted by others, she could join a hunt and at a crucial moment would decide to follow her own ideas rather than what she's been told to do, losing the prey and hence bringing shame down upon her. Maybe it would give her the kick she needs to follow orders, at least whilst hunting for the entire Flock.
  
• Escapades: Having never been raised apart from The Flock, I can imagine Iceclaw meeting a stranger and becoming interested in their way of life. She would never leave The Flock, but would perhaps sneak out to see more of the world for a day or two under the guise of a hunting trip, or saying she was going out 'man hunting'. This would be her 'I don't care what anyone thinks' attitude coming out, and though she would never turn on her fellow sisters, or abandon her traditions, she would be drawn to find out about all of these new things she's never heard of, such as 'equality', or even subordination to males.
  
• Rebellion: Perhaps another harpy will catch her sneaking out of Flock territory and will confront her. I could imagine this escalating into a fight, or leading to ongoing tension between herself and her sister. This could lead to a set of RPs/plots between the two, with potential repercussions for Iceclaw's behaviour if reported to those of higher rank.
  
• L-Love?: Iceclaw doesn't know what love is. She believes in the harpy ways, which is to say no commitment. I could imagine her accidentaly either falling for a slightly more free-spirited male within the Flock, and maybe eventually helping him escape, or even to a male outside the Flock that she keeps a secret and cannot capture (or maybe she captures him and in the end can't keep him because she's afraid of her feelings for him, and helps him escape?). This could go many ways, depending on what males are willing for this plot etc... In the end, it would end in heartbreak for her though. She wouldn't go against her traditions to be with him, and would end the relationship with him.
  

Physical description:
Template Options:

• Feathered cheeks
  
• Feathered fetlocks
  
• Under-arm/shoulder feathers (The ones on the front legs of the Hippogryph template ^.^)
  
• No beak
  
• No leg scales
  
• Peacock Tail (see edits)
  
• No mane option (see edits)
  
• Talons on feet (all four if possible; two if not please ^.^)
  
• No wings
  

Coloration:

• Like ice/snow; textured
  
• Some combination of whites, grays and blues therefore.
  
• All of the eye should be one color, with no distinct pupil/eye white. Should be a cold, piercing blue.
  
• Mane/tail should be darker. Gray should be more prominent in them. Still make it a mix of colors like the main coloration, though.
  
• She's scruffy though, so don't make her look perfect. Dusty and dirty patches can be found on her.
  

Edits:

• Edited mane. See "coloration" section for how it should look. I like the style of the Cockatoo mane, with the longer feathers standing up, so something similar to that. However, I would like it to be longer. So more feathers, longer (down to knees, within moderate edit limits). But I'd also like for it to look scruffy. Make some of the feathers broken/bent/messy, as though she doesn't look after them much. Some dirt/dust mixed in would be good too.
  
• I'd like for her to look scruffy, so if you could edit the tail ever so slightly to make it scruffier, that would be good (in a similar fashion to the mane). Can also be done to her fetlocks, cheek feathers etc.. Some small patches of scuffed up fur would be nice too.
  
• Harpy faux leg-wings would be good. Like for most (all?) harpies, they clip on around the ankle of her front legs. They should be held on with a silver cuff (feel free to add decoration to it). The feathers, however, are made of sharp metal, with the intent of being used as protection/a weapon. They should thus have a metallic sheen (feel free to have some feathers broken, and dusty/muddy/even bloody patches).
  

Reference pictures (optional):
Ice Inspiration: [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
Eye Color: [x]


Mock-Breeding?: Nope

Do you RP?: Yes!
Example(s) of RP: [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
I can provide plenty more examples if necessary x3 Some are finished, some are ongoing.

Do you agree with our terms?: Of course <3 I've always wanted a harpy, and have always been fascinated from afar with The Flock.

Username: stormflower

Soquili's Name: Galateia
Gender: female
Temper: Scarred

Personality of Soquili: Overall she is a kind and loving mare, but she has a personality complex almost. From her past she sometimes freezes when she feels like she is in danger, she remembers the trauma of her past and is stuck not being able to do anything. If for some reason though her sisters of loved ones are in danger she doesn't hesitate to protect them. She is scarred and doesnt trust easily and will come off as timid even when first meeting her soon to be sisters, but she will be more trusting of her Harpy sisters then any. ((I had a much better summary of everything on my other computer and my brain is dead))

Backstory: Galateia was the daughter of the Queen in a Harpy flock far away. They were known for honoring the sky and stars and Teia became an Oracle, but their land was a dangerous one and there were many battles. One day however a great tragedy struck. An un-holy union was formed, a pack of skinwalkers fed up with their protection of their land and forest attacked and laid waste to the flock. The few survivors spread to the 4-winds. After Teia witnessed her mother's death and couldn't find her twin-brother she had no choice but to flee as well or else suffer a horrible death. She has now found her way through many hardships and wondered to the Kawani lands.

Future Plots:
Unfortunately my brain is dead and I can't remember the plots I had saved for her on my other computer, but she has potential for many things...I've always been bad at coming up with plots...they usually randomly come to me in rp and discussions....Sorry, but there is so much she can be involved in...so much potential.
Physical description: Posting the quest form for her as I've been wanting to try for her in RL customs for quite sometime, but there are some edits to that, at least concerning her tail.

Harpy Custom
Edit Category: Moderate?
Soquili Species: Harpy (treewalker?) ((sorry I mis-read/understood the rules earlier, sincerest apologies))
Body Build: regular
Gender: female
Starting Stage: adult
Concept Origin: WoW inspired I guess?
WIP Needed? yes please

~*~ Colors & Markings ~*~
Body: base colors- Some CC room here as I'm not totally set...Main color is a shiny somewhat metallic medium teal color. The color should fade as it moves to her 'feet', just a subtle fade though. Here is where the CC comes in She also has shinning silver Mehndi/Henna markings. Now you can do your own variations and style of markings and things and they don't need to cover her body, I don't want them to completely cover her, but I do want her to have quite a bit of markings on her., but they wont all be Mehndi...some I want to be old scars, some big scars like skinwalker claw marks, and I want obvious scars some big some small these will carry over to other aspects as well(like her harpy 'wings')
Face: Eye color-a light shining pink color and an expression edit of sorts that is not quite sad, but her eyes almost look sad are down cast and she almost has a sad mouth expression....if that makes sense xD
Mane: Like the typical Harpy/Gryph regular mane but much longer and what you might consider straighter, not as poofed at the top since its longer. It would stop just above or right at her knees. Color-A purple shade I think would look good, with highlights of some kind, white or a lighter purple maybe, though highlights for feathers may be different, the tips, accenting the center line...however you want to do it
Tail: Style just a little longer and fuller then the original Peacock tail for Gryphs and same coloration as mane...CC some by the flow and overall look for it, have fun smile
Hooves/Fetlocks: can't see fetlocks and no Hooves, but her Claws are the same shiny silver color as her markings. If possible I think it would be cool if she could have the leg scales, but its totally not necessary(if so make them whatever color you think looks best)
Reference Image(s): Menhdi markings: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and 8(my fav)
Reference on Mindsend's ref lines, colored for me by Slimy- here-though she forgot to color the talons/claws silver and it is still a ref, I would maybe want more damage done to the wing ankle bracers and some more markings and some more scars...maybe...idk..your call, but it's a pretty damn good ref. ^_^

~*~ Physical Traits ~*~
Horn(s): none
Wings: 'Ankle Wings' Coloration like main and tail, but as she has scars on her body, Id like this to be edited, deformed and torn, disheveled, maybe the front one almost completely torn and gone leaving the the back one the one to be seen more though still. maybe even the wing bracers(silver in color) could be cracked and chipped as well...design of wing bracers up to you, make them different then the default for the original Harpies, just make them flow with her other accessories.
Fins: n/a
Scales: n/a
Pelt: n/a
Other Notes: Your awesome for doing this, truly. Thanks for this oppurtunity I have no chance to get her otherwise right now.

~*~ Accessories & Edits ~*~
Trading Post Items: none
Custom Items: She has the typical Harpy adornments kinda, but I want these CC'd and different and a tad more complex then what's been done on the original ones in the shop(keeping to silver settings and not gold, but stone colors doesn't matter) and as for the pendant worn around her neck and head adornment I want something lunar related) Do have fun ^_^
Reference Image(s) for Items: pendant something like this maybe except no leaf...would be a crescent moon or something and the jewel would be a shiny opal or a swirl of blue and green? Make it or own

~*~ Tag Specifics ~*~
Name of horse: Galateia
Owner: stormflower
Breed: Broken Oracle
Temper: Scarred
Mate:
Tag Background: CC
Tag frame color: CC
Tag feather color(s): CC

~*~ Existing Pets ~*~
If you didn't design this yourself (and it's not a commercial cosplay), did you get written permission to use the design?: n/a OC based off WoW(inspired by I guess in a basic way)

~*~ Angeni ~*~
N/A

Reference pictures (optional): above in custom form


Mock-Breeding?: no

Do you RP?: Yes, I will admit I have been gone and am really trying to come back after dealing with medical stuff constantly and now planning a wedding, but I do love rp and miss it.
Example(s) of RP: actual rp links- The emotionless hunt, Shades and Highlights, The Bright Sun and the Creative One, A new day on the beach, and The snake and the skeleton(Pt1)

Do you agree with our terms?: Yes

*NOTE*

Tried to correct everything, but autocorrect and I are having a smackdown---it's winning X_X

Username: Nyx Queen of Darkness

Soquili's Name: Sectumsempre
is a Dark Arts curse invented by Severus Snape(under his alias of "The Half-Blood Prince") for the use against his enemies, and it soon became one of his specialities. When uttered, its effect is the equivalent of an invisible sword, slashing the target repeatedly. The injuries appear to follow the movements of the caster's wand, and thus inflicts the most damage if cast with rapid waving movements. It works best on living targets and has no noticeable effect on inanimate objects or dead ones, such as Inferi, other than slashing them pointlessly.
Gender: Female
Temper: Dedicated

Personality of Soquili:

Sectumsempre was born to be a great hunter. Her dedication and ferocity exceeded any other flock skills. She was born to hunt. She was able to help bring her people food. She’s calm and not without compassion. She kills with mercy. She’s deeply spiritual. She’s highly skilled in the art of warfare and attack, she likes to take prizes from her greater kills.

She does not love males, she treats them indifferently/breeding devices. She did not realize how deeply ingrained the sense and love for children was until she lost her own baskets.

She’s got a pension for story telling, and believes that thanks to the Great Mother comes before anything else.

Backstory: Once a part of the large flock of Harpies called Snowblind, she resided amongst the mountain with the rest of her sect. Those of her group had a strong desire for the rocky terrain and snowy climates further north.

The Snowblid flock was greatly spiritual, often calling upon the Great Mother for guidance and for help. It was their belief that a harpy would never be given more than it could handle. Trials are a way for the Great Mother to test them, to bring them to a greater understanding and better life.

Sectumsempre earned her title of huntress for the flock where she took a tattoo in the symbol of Orion—the constellations that they studied that represented “the great hunter.” Each harpy was tattoed only minorly with their job or their rank. The most prestigious of these being a flower—representing great faith in the Great Mother. However, the most evil of these tattoes was the one of exile—intricate tattoos almost weblike I their drapping across a harpies skin. This tattoo meant they had done a great disservice to their people.

…

Sectumpsempre had welcomed three baskets into the world when she left them with her nest warmer to hunt. She felt the need to move, it was then that the great calamity started. The earth rocked and swayed. The heavens opened up, and their was no shelter as cracks in the earth opened wide to swallow them. Sectumsempre called to the Great Mother to spare her, to save her. And so, she was spared.

Sectumsempre awoke the next morning, her body aching and her limbs heavy. All around her lay the dead bodies of the hunting party—but a few were missing, probably escaped or so she hoped.

Crawling, she made her way toward water and drank long and deep before passing out.

When next she awoke, it was daylight again and she struggled to her feet. It was then she saw what had become of her. Her smooth back was covered with intricate stars…caused by lightening. But the real horror was how closely they looked like the tattoos of exiles.

She fell back to the earth and wondered why the Great Mother was punishing her so? Was this another test to endure to show her faithfulness?

Finally, she was able to drag herself back to her nest. The stallion who had guarded the baskets—and all three baskets were gone. Though she searched, though she struggled to feed herself and regain focus and ability in her heavy limbs—she never found any of them.

Though she thrived, she was lonely for her sisters. Finally, she heard rumours of another Flock simply named. It was then she made her journey there terrified they would not except her, viewing her scars as a tattoo of exile.

But she was met with kindness and open arms by her new sisters, who had never been of the fashion of tattooing and cared not what it meant.

Future Plots:

I'd love to do LOTS of self RP with her old flock before the cataclysms. I'd like to work with people who want to be a part of that same flock, and forge RP's and connections to maybe find them again. So a lot of backstory--including the cataclysm.

There would be some RP of the self kind after regarding her spiritual conundrum which only brings her closer to the Great Mother.

The next plots would be trying to fit in with different herds or societies, but disliking them because they are not her ways.

Finally, she would find the flock. She would feel completely at home. I'd love for there to be several stories of her telling of their ways and how she wandered.

I know this sounds like a cop-out, but the rest of the plots would be trying to find others who have lost their way or their flock into the flock. She'd want to teach her skills, and they ways of her people so they aren't forgotten completely.

I'd love for there to be some big epic hunt that she's a part of--whether against an intruder or to bring down a beast.

Physical description: Regular Gryph Mane, hawk tail

Reference pictures (optional):

http://i580.photobucket.com/albums/ss244/nyxqueenofdarkness/Soquili/Plushies I Received/Sectumsempre.png colours. I want the patter kind of like that on her back—in light green. It’s the lightening marks. She will have on the leg bracer, but none of the other tradition flock jewelry.

http://img2.etsystatic.com/il_570xN.19911170.jpg a moon circlet for her head.

http://auntiestreasures.com/images/Sterling-Silver-Adjustable-Bangle-With-Moon-And-Star-Bracelet-br-hde-cfaw.jpg kind of a upper leg bracer—doesn’t matter which leg.

http://www.mostoriginal.com/images/33709-3.jpg Necklace.

Image of scaring to work with http://www.geardiary.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/winston-kemp-struck-by-lightning.jpg

Constellation tattoo—only stars organized like this: http://tomsastroblog.com/images/2010/10/orion.jpg
http://www.crystalinks.com/orionstarman.jpg ON her hip
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Username: ladyfirefox89

Soquili's Name: Nasor Eshe
Name meaning: “Saved Life”. She was named ‘saved life’ because she was sickly as a young foul but was able to survive with the help of her parents and her most beloved brother.
Gender: Female
Temper: Lively

Personality of Soquili: Nasor is lively, even if most the time she can only be lively in spirit due to her weakness. She is always seen with a smile on her face, from a soft curve of the lips or a warm sweet smile to the widest of silly grins. You will rarely find her with a frown since one of her main goals is to make everyone’s lives better. And her idea on how to do that is to show people there is always a ray of sunshine. She views everything as a miracle, and often looks at things as if it is the first time seeing it, even if she has experienced it before. Because of her weak lungs she has a soft wispy voice. When she is relaxed, it gets a little deeper. And when she is very excited it gets a little raspy. It pains her to talk very loud and makes her throat raw.

Crying is dangerous for her. If it gets out of hand it can be on the brink of deadly. When she cries she scrunches up her face and holds her breath when she feels a whimper coming on. She very much dislikes others seeing her hurt feelings, not wanting them to feel bad or sorry for her. It gets dangerous when she starts wanting to whimper a lot and thus holds her breath longer. Her lungs can’t handle all the stress and heaving.

She hates using the word “hate”. And if she used it, it is in a light sense. If she truly hates something she will say she “greatly dislikes” something. For instance, she hates tripping over things. But she greatly dislikes when others pick on someone. She will instantly step in and defend the other horse.

She is a slight hot-head, though it is bad for her since she can’t really raise her voice and can’t have any extreme exercise like fighting. She only gets hot-headed when someone has had some kind of injustice on them or if someone needs sticking up for. She is greatly passionate about defending those beings. Even if all she can do is try and negotiate peace.

She has no sense of time, besides hour in a day. Something that happened last week could have been two months to her. Or something that occurred three months ago could have been two weeks ago. It happened when she got trapped in a cave when she was young and it screwed up her internal clock. Luckily she has regained enough to know when to go back to the herd after gathering food or other such things.


Backstory: When Nasor was young, she lived with her parents and siblings. Others were always joking that there must have been so much love between the parents that it overflowed into a big birth. She has three siblings, being the youngest of them all. Though she was especially close with her brother ___. He would always look after her. Making sure she didn’t push herself too hard, but always making sure she had fun.

One day, a new herd entered their territory. Her father, usually care-free, felt worried about the interruption since he had new foals. After kindly asking if they would leave, they attacked. Her mother whisked her children away as her father distracted the other herd and kept them away. Unfortunately, some were able to get past and chase after them. Her mother could tell Nasor was about to have a coughing fit and saw her chance when they had a small lead. Her mother pushed her and her beloved brother into a deep cave and told them to hide here while her mother and two other siblings run away and keep the chasers off their trail.

Nasor had started heaving by the time her family had left the two of them in the cave. To make sure the bad soquili didn’t hear, he urged her deeper in the cave with him. But they didn’t see the ledge and she fell down a steep cliff that she couldn’t climb back up. He told her to wait there while he tried to find a trail that would lead down to her. In order to keep her mind off being lost and try not to cry, she decided to walk a little and see if she could find a way out. That way she could go back and show her brother a way out and they could rejoin their family.

She lost track of time, being down there. Licking the walls for moisture when she got thirsty or eating little mushrooms when she would get thirsty. When she was finally able to find an exit back into open air, she could recognize none of her surroundings. She was completely and utterly lost without her family. But she would not give up. Her mother had taught her that with love still in your heart, anything was possible. So she kept moving. Eating wild berries and drinking from streams when she could.

It was when she had entered a new forest when she encountered a large horse. It seemed intent on hurting her so she ran. Teasing her by nipping on her heals when she would start to lose pace then dropping back with a pleasured sneer as she tried to run faster. This seemed to last all day, or it could have been just fifteen minutes. The horse seamed to recognize its surroundings and snarled. Dropping off and running in a different direction. Nasor finally had time to rest and tried to collect herself. She had started to wheeze and she finally couldn’t help but to cry. It had been so long since she had seen her family and there seemed to be no hope of ever finding them again.

When she started to cry, her breathing became shallow and her wheezes got worse. She was able to glimpse a strange horse shaped silhouette with leaves sticking up on its head before she finally lost consciousness. When finally awaking, she was surrounded by the strange looking horses in surroundings that looked like it could hold four of her family.

The only thing keeping her from running away was the soothing song of a horse nearby. They had learned when she was unconscious that gentle song eased her breathing slightly. While another of the beings explained what they were called and where she was. The herd of Harpies called The Flock.


Future Plots:
~I would like it if a singer in the tribe took her under her wing and gave her singing lessons. It would help strengthen her lungs and would give her a feeling of usefulness. Pleasing people with her voice and seeing their faces light up at the sound of her voice would make her very happy. Though the main part of this plot is to give her lessons on strengthening her lungs. Maybe her mentor can discover she is pushing herself too far and teach her a lesson.

~ I would like for her to see someone fighting with another. Like an enemy has come to the outskirts and is picking on someone, she happens to be there to see it. She tries to intervene and protect the creature being picked on, but fails. The enemy then sets their sights on Nasor and starts pushing her. Nasors starting to lightly hyperventilate. This is when another harpy finds them and rescues her/chases off the enemy. She gets a stern talking to about not trying to stop a bully if you can’t protect yourself and learns talking doesn’t always solve a problem.

~After seeing the creature killed and not being able to stop the enemy, she asks her singing mentor if she knows anyone who can teach her how to protect herself and others. The mentor only agrees because it is for a good cause and knows Nasor will need to be able to protect herself. Also she has gotten a little better with her lungs and thinks she will be able to handle a little work out now.

~Nasor is introduced to her fighting teacher. The teacher tries to see how far she can go and doesn’t believe her weakness. Thus pushes her too far and Nasor faints from not being able to breath. Her singing teacher goes to check on her and sees her faint because of being pushed. She then gets the healers to help ease her breathing and apologizes for giving her the wrong teacher. Nasor is not mad at her mentor though. It has taught her to know her own barriers and that she doesn’t have to push herself past her limits to try and impress others. She is then giving the right fighting teacher.
~

Physical description:
*See form

Reference pictures (optional):
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Mock-Breeding?: No. This is a OC I have from Shadows of Africa =3 <3.

Do you RP?: I try to nwn<3. I have recently gotten more frequent with rping<3. I can also rp through instant messaging. I am moving into apartments soon *the next month?* and will hopefully be getting internet at home so I will be able to get on much easier nwn<333.
Example(s) of RP: Marnie and Chessure rp

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I'm just posting permission for ladyfirefox89 to use Tembrook as a reference in her form and also to link him since she won't be able to get back on before contest close.

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