WIP!!
Name:
Tianxiong
(Pronounced as : Tie-an-She-Yon)
(A lot of people get his name wrong, so he simply goes by Xion most of the time)
Gender:
Male
Intended Use:
Roleplaying and stories. I wanna be better at art to draw him though.
Poem*:
Story*:
Once upon a time, there lived a happy little family of Phoenix chicks. Many of them looked the same, it even confused their bold and powerful mother sometimes. She happily fed them, their nest of hardened ashes right over top a volcano. Throughout the times, she would teach them how to fly, hunt, pinpoint locations, and ways of how to attract the opposite gender when the times were right. It was a happy and most enjoyable time to be one of these chicks. And it was never truly sad when a sibling died. Rising from the ashes was indeed very common among the Phoenix race. So long as they were returned to a nest with heat involved.
However, things get sad when you simply vanish. That's what happened to our mother. We were always told to keep shelter during rain storms, and she would find food for us if the storm would endanger us. We learned the hard way that a Phoenix could not come back if they drowned or stayed too long in the rain. But as time went on, we knew we would all fade away like mother if we stayed at the nest. Plus, we were growing just a little too big for the nest. so we flew off into a flock, but eventually, I left my family, for I knew that times would evolve into lack of family anyways. We promised that each year, on our birthday, we would flock together to our old home and celebrate the day together. Nothing has stopped us so far.
I would come to grips with a darker sadness when I realized that not all creatures rose from the ashes, again, the harder way. This may seem like a strange story, but I once fell in love, but not with another Phoenix. No no, instead, I feel for a large swan. She was beautiful, even though we were taught to eat smaller birds. At first, I did want to eat her, but my hard resisted, and I wished to be with her. She understood my being of existence, and even though we couldn't mate, we were in love. However, the love would soon end, as soon as she passed away, unable to be "immortal" like I was. Now I learned the reason why Phoenixes could only be with each other.
For now, I travel the skies, with a duty set in mind. My love, the swan named Sandra, said i would make a perfect father, and a perfect guardian because of my undying bravery. And that's what I would do. I would find somewhere, where I could be accepted, so that I could show them all that I'm willing to make others happy at the cost of my own. I would be, the planet's Guardian Angel.
Personality*:
One could say that from his majestic appearance, he would be one of the heroic, yet distant and complicated anti-heroes. In reality, Xion is in-fact a bit of a know-it-all, and there are times where he can be a real dirt-bag. But that's because he's had a bit of a rough past. The truth behind it all can be seen in Xion's bravery. Xion i fearless, and is willing to die to protect the innocent at any cost. He himself once said that we would tear off his own wings if it were for the sake of the lives of the innocent. Behind his need to be a know it all, Xion cares for people, nature, and mythical creatures alike, and is more than willing to put his needs behind all of theirs. He is rather kind and comforting to children and the elderly, and he knows how to be respectful. He is also an art critic, having a deep passion for artwork.
Your Favourite Colour in his Scheme:
The transcending colour of blue to violet within his tail feathers. Right in between the differing colours is a very dark indigo like colour, which appeals to me the most out of the colours,a nd is part of the reason why I wanted him to begin with.
but i will give it a try!)
