Guardians of Ga'Hoole: A New Era

[Falkenfire]

Emerald smiled and rubbed her head softly against his wing. "Thank you." She looked out over the water as the battle drew closer.



Name: Natsu
Age: 14 Moons
Gender: Male
Species: Elf Owl
Kingdoms: Silverveil
Rank: Fighter for the Owls of Ga'hoole
Appearence: Above
Personality: Natsu takes great pride in everything he does, he can be a little full of himself, but it doesn't discourage him from fighting. He seems a bit too tough at times, and despite his size, he is an owl to be feared.
History: Natsu was born in the beautiful forest of Silverveil, and loves everything about trees. He wants to fight, but he knows more about history then where to strike. He is a feared opponent, but foolish. Yet, he is known to pull it together in the face of danger.




Name: Snowfeather
Age: (in moons please) 16 Moons
Gender: Female
Species: (owls only unless you have already submitted a character and participated in two roleplays at least) Snowly Owl
Kingdoms: Northern Kingdoms
Rank: Weathering Ryb (I hope)
Appearance: Above
Personality: Upbeat but distant, she loves talking about weather but he beak is always in a good book. She usually tends tithe library when she teaching, but she's the loudest at the dining hall and the first to get tipsy at a party.
History: Snow came from a wonderful family where everyone was named after Snow. They were the sweetest of owls, but their willingness to be kind ultimately led to her parent's end. After they were murdered, Snowfeather fled to the tree, swearing vengeance.



Name: Ferrik
Age: (in moons please) 24 Moons
Gender: Male
Species: (owls only unless you have already submitted a character and participated in two roleplays at least) Pygmy Owl
Kingdoms: Desert of Kuneer
Rank: Student of the Weathering Chaw
Appearance: Above
Personality: Distant and skittish, he never seems to settle down completely before running, but he's stuck at the tree longest, so he thinks might have finally changed.
History: He was born an orphan, no parents or family to look after him, h bolted. He's been everywhere, seen everything, and lived with everyone but never had an interest in knowledge before seeing the tree.




Name: Nryth
Age: (in moons please) 16 moons
Gender: Male
Species: (owls only unless you have already submitted a character and participated in two roleplays at least) Barn owl
Kingdoms: Forest of Tyto
Rank: Collier Ryb
Appearance: Above, but with soot.
Personality: Funny, best friends with Snowfeather and for some reason has a strange hate for things shaped like cones.
History: He never talks about it, all he says is "I hate many things, but I hate a crowded pushin' their beak into somethin' they don't need to be."




Codeword: FeatherSnout

[~ mew ~]

Aquila smiled the best an owl's beak allowed. He waited for the battle.

((i'll most likely make a female owl.))

[Falkenfire]

Emerald decided to lighten the mood by preening her friend's flight feathers. Like Da always said,"Preen 'em now, fly better later!" In reality, she was just trying not to have a panic attack.

(The forms took FOREVER)

[~ mew ~]

Name: Myriad (Myr)
Age: 36 moons
Gender: Female
Species: Northern Spotted Owl (Strix Occidentalis)
Kingdoms: Ga'Hoole tree right now, she was from the Northern Kingdoms
Rank: Already tapped; navigation chaw
Appearance: This
Personality: She can be a bit over-the-top at times, but it usually nice. She is not afraid to stand up for what she believes in, and holds grudges for a long time, always paying them back somehow. Just stay on her good side and you'll be fine. She is fiercely loyal and independent.
History: Myriad came from the Northern Kingdoms recently and was soon tapped for the navigation chaw. She was trained to use a variety of ice weapons before she arrived at the Ga'Hoole tree. She was an orphan and was raised by puffins, but when she grew old enough to fly, she left them for good. She became a gadfeather for a time, then even a pirate owl, but was disinterested after a while. She can still sing well, and has a fascination for shiny or gaudy objects and bright colors.
Codeword: Feathersnout

[~ mew ~]

Aquila churred and started preening Emerald's feathers. 'It'll help give us an edge,' he said.

[Falkenfire]

Emerald churred softly, "Just think what it'll be like to fight with fire."

[★ nirvana,]

Liam

Liam looked behind his shoulder at all of the Pure Ones' gathered behind him. They ranged from Tyto Owls, Masked Owls, and even to Grass Owls. The Sooty Owls, however, were forced to stay behind and guard over the owlets and the slaves, along with a few of the other select number of owls. He ruffled his feathers and lifted his wings, about to take flight. "Pure Ones! Attack!" He called as he flew up into the air.

[~ mew ~]

"Fun, I bet." Aquila looked up and saw the Pure Ones starting to attack. "We should go."

Nyx followed the High Tyto closely, his jagged battle claws glinting. He let out a fierce shriek.

[azhefa.]

Caedis - Male Tyto - Pure One Warrior
He hears the High Tyto's words and lets out his screaming battle cry as he shoots up after the others, his battle claws flexing and helm gleaming in the sunlight. His golden red eyes glow with a burning need to shed blood.


Nitra - Female Tyto - Pure One Warrior
She can hear the faint screeching of the Pure Ones and starts to pace on her little rock ledge, cursing the High Tyto a little for making her stay here on the side lines, she wants to be out there flying and fighting, she loves to fight. Nitra screeches at another guard that shoves a owlet too hard, "Watch yourself! I will not hesitate to break your wings and throw you off the ciffs! The owlets must be fit and ready to searve the High Tyto, not bruised and hurting from your lact of care!"

[Gabjas]

@Anyone who submitted a bio prior to this post (sorry, I am too lazy to go back and check whom each person created) They are all accepted. Glad to see the ranks filling up so quickly.

@Rebellion, please be patient with me. I am juggling a LOT of things right now and it is hard for me to keep up sometimes. I won't always post right away and I am very sorry about that, but I can't do everything at once.

Althea donned a pair of battleclaws, flexing them with satisfaction. The Snowy ruffled her feathers, awaiting the call of the commanders. The air had brimmed with tension, and as the raspy holler of war rang across the sea, all hagsmire broke loose before her eyes. The sound of clashing weapons and the cries of agony and victor blended together into a hum of adrenaline that seemed to pump the blood into her veins.

She tore off, swerving around and plunging her talons into the chest and wings of Pure Ones about her. Bodies of dead owls fell from the cloud of feathers and were instantly consumed by the menacing waves of the sea below. She prayed she would not join them in their sad departure from this world. She scanned the blur, searching for any sign of the young owls she had encountered earlier, hoping they had still clung to life. Unable to identify them properly, she sighed and fell away. Retreating to a lone fleet that had lost their leader and were now fighting without direction.

"Follow me!" she cried and the Guardian fleet flew after her, relieved to have direction once more.