Calling: Fein
Age: 1 1/2
Gender: Female
Breed: Cooper’s Hawk
Thoughts & Feelings:
Quite the picky one when it comes to whom she is with, or what she is sleeping in, or even what she eats, Fein is a major dramafae. She loves to stir up excitement within whatever clan she is, and when conflict or drama shows its ugly face…she is right there in the middle of it, nosy and wanting to see what is going on. When thinking about leadership roles, she really isn’t that type. To become leader or even Fai of a Bird Clan, would be too much responsibility for this ‘free bird.’ She would rather enjoy a relaxing day riding on the air currents, then spending time consulting a fellow bird, or trying to organize anything!
Mongoose, mice, and lichens are the only thing that she will eat, for everything else she has tried gives her a bad taste left in her beak. When the going gets tough, Fein can force herself to eat fish from nearby streams or rivers, but she will never dive for ones in places like lakes, seas or oceans; anywhere where the water is at a standstill. That would cause her feathers to get awfully dirty and well…that is quite the predicament. Grooming constantly, she can be a little snobby or on the obnoxious side at times, but she is very social and pouts often when she doesn’t get her way. Frightened easily and frequently, her nerves are a bit twitchy, all except when she is in the hunting mode. Her call is clear and vibrant, echoing through the woods and letting everyone know who had arrived in the forest.
Outlook/Img:
http://www.crissyfield.org/images/Cooper's%20Hawk.jpg
Fein is a very complex looking male. Originally, her breed was brought from the Red-Tailed Hawk, and that is where she got her small, curved beat and huge feet with long talons protruding from their edges. Her wings and tail are mixes and changes of shade of brown, black, and tannish-yellow. The rest of her body like her narrow stomach and broad chest, are peppered with brown speckles on a white feather frame. Her tail is layered with the changing in and out of solid black, and tan, solid black…and tan.
Standing a foot and a half tall, she may not be the biggest of the bunch, but the rodents and mongoose that she loves ever so much to hunt, are very much afraid of the little spitfire.
Roleplay Item: Not needed.
Roleplay Color: CC0066
You fly anyone else?: Gea, Deinee, Taige
Other: Cooper’s Hawks don’t mature until they are 2 years old, so she won’t be able to get a mate until then, if ever. N/A