Kreal{Kree} [Done]

[Ivyrose]

Name: Kreal Lightwing
Age: 26
Birthplace: Area of Salamandastron
Gender: Male
Species: Golden Eagle
Job/Position: Vagabond
Physical Description:

Kreal can be described as a majestic bird at the very least. He holds his head proudly, no matter what the circumstances. His powerful body can be measured as seven feet for his wingspan, and about three feet in height. His deadly jet-black beak and claws are lethal weapons, and are used as such. The only abnormality about him is the noticeable absence of one of his front left claws.

Being a Golden Eagle, Kreal has feathers that shine with a sheen that may awe an onlooker. Though, their glossy texture also serve a purpose other than to look shiny and bright. The glossy outer coverts protect Kreal from the icy bite of winter winds and also repel water like a diver's suit.

Most of Kreal's feathers are a deep, dark, and rich coppery color. Though, the feathers that form a hood over his head are slightly lighter than the feathers over his body and wings. There all also light off-white specks on the undersides of Kreal's wings and belly.

Belongings:

• Leather necklace with a couple feathers strung onto it with small clay beads-- Stolen from a Salamandastron hare
  
  
• Small dagger carved from a large cat tooth, not that he has much use for it-- Inherited

Personality:

Kreal is a vagabond in ways and personality. He is one of those creatures that prefer to have no bounds; to not be grounded by family or friends. Hence, the fact that the only friends Kreal makes are the ones he make on the wing. (literally) The only family that Kreal has are the nest-mates whom he had all but forgotten the names of. He still had parents, but like his siblings, he had left them behind for the solitary life of a vagabond eagle. It isn't that he isn't social, but one doesn't meet many other creatures up in the big blue skies. So, he doesn't get many chances to be social.

Kree can tend to be slightly pigheaded when he wants to be. Always charging off into dangerous situations when the fancy strikes him. As for a scene of conscious, he has virtually none. He may just strike out at anybeast with his sharp tongue and feel no guilt at hurting the creatures feelings. Though Kree isn't always moodily rude and such. He does have his good days; like everyone else.

History:

Kree grew up as a hatchling near the great mountain of Salamandastron. He grew into the large eagle he is with his siblings: Freluck, and Terrim. After he learned how to take care of himself, Kreal left his nest--as did his siblings-- and took off for bigger prospects of life. He traveled near and far, snagging a few pretty items from in-alert passersby from time to time. For years, nothing became of him. Nothing harmed him. Anything that dared to attempt to attack him are now non-existent. Kree live a peaceful (for the most part) life until he was the age of 25.

At this age, Kree enjoyed his, what he called, 'pursuits of enjoyment.' Aka, risk taking. He had the confidence that nothing could touch him, yet he was wrong(Oh, the cliche-ness. o3o;). On one of his more dangerous 'pursuits,' Kree dived a bobcat multiple times until he was rewarded with one trophy he never wished to have; the loss of a limb. During his dangerous battle, the wildcat clawed upward in a blind slash and severed the knuckle of his toe off-- all that remained was a bloody stump of a once grand appendage. Then, Kree learned to take his life a tad more seriously. At least, he hasn't lost any more limbs.

Kreal continues his vagabond life as all wanders do: wandering. He has no problem with his life, he may be able to still snatch a pretty object or to every once and a while. No one noes where his travelings will bring him next.

Code Words: tears, trifle

[Treble Tiderunner]

Eagles need to be run by the administrator before creation.

But I'll accept him, especially since there aren't any others on the board.

Accepted!