Rosie Treefeather

Fri Nov 18, 2005 11:14 am

Name: Rosie Treefeather 
 
Species: Tropical gryphon 
 
Gender: Female 
 
Evil/Good: Good 
 
Age: 15 
 
Mature Adult at Age: 10 
 
Appearance: She is a cross of <a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl= ... en%26lr%3D" target="top">black leopard</a> and <a href="http://animalscience.ucdavis.edu/clubs/ ... macaws.jpg" target="top">mackaw</a>, except her colors range through yellows, greens, blues and purples. She is about four feet at the shoulders, has a short and stocky body, broad short wings and large golden orange eyes. Her claws are very sharp. She carries a brown rucksack attached to her back with straps. 
 
Personality: She's the party girl, and loves entertainment and entertaining. Loves big gatherings. 
 
Abilities: She doesn't know magic, but has an acute knowledge of herbs and plants, and she's an incredible gardener. She climbs rather than flies, and can only glide with her wings. All the usual acute senses. 
 
Family: Born to the Treefeathers in the steamy tropical forests of the equator. She has a whole family group down there. 
 
History: She's traveled and is famous for her gardens and gardening skills. She's explored extensively. 
 
Anything else: No 
 
IC: 
 
Rosie trotted along, for miles and miles, occassionally getting up enough speed for short glides very close to the ground, but always walking, walking, walking. She investigated the wasteland plants, and discovered some had medicinal and food uses, and she took samples and clippings and put them in her sack. She dug for water in the shady places under boulders. She took dust baths, she slept and ate and ambled her way until finally she came to the edge of a huge silent forest, with trees similar but smaller than the rainforest giants she had grown up in. 
 
She looked up and up and grynned. 
 
"This is the perfect place for a garden!" she shouted to no one but herself. 
 
She explored a few feet of the edge, investigating plants and seeds left, right and center.

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Post by **Windra** » Mon Nov 28, 2005 6:59 am

In the broad daylight emerged a creature from the distance. At first glance it would have been considered a wolf or a fox of some strange breed, but the odd coloration and mixture of greens and browns displayed a sharp contrast to the stereotypical wolf or fox. Trailing behind it was a long lizard-like tail that swished back and forth with the stride of the beast it belonged to, mimicing the movement of smaller vines protruding from the tips of the elongated ears. 
 
The Terran Fox stopped a few feet short of the gryphon, tilted her head to the side, and grinned. "Hello...," she began, feeling a little uneasy. 
 
This was the first time she actually tried to greet others who came into the woods. It was foreign to her since most of the times she tried to introduce herself, she found herself staring down the barrel of the gun. It was also strange trying to greet those who were new to the woods when she was fresh herself. 
 
Around this time she noticed that the creature was jumping from plant to plant, examining them excitedly. Even though Gaea herself wa s anature lover...this struck her as odd. She was never found watching over the plants as curiously as this beast was.

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Tue Nov 29, 2005 5:06 pm

Rosie turned her head to look at the curious fox like creature that had said hello to her. 
 
"Hello!" she chattered, turning her short stocky frame around to face the other. "I'm Rosie Treefeather, who're you?" she asked.

Post by **Windra** » Wed Nov 30, 2005 1:36 pm

Gaea blinked a bit, then showed her teeth in a grin. The creature certainly did seem hyper. Or happy. Whichever, it was a good thing. 
 
"My name's Gaea, and you're standing at the edge of disen-uh-Deep Forest." The fox creature tilted her head forward in an intricate little bow, taking a few cautious steps forward. Curiousity overwhelmed courtesy, and she asked, "What are you?"

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Thu Dec 01, 2005 4:52 am

Well, Rosie was somewhat put out at the question, but not for long. 
 
"What? I'm a gryphon! You've never heard of us before? I'm from the Equator, from the huge rainforests there." 
 
She fluffed her wings like a proud byrd. "We are adapted for living in the trees."

Post by **Windra** » Thu Dec 01, 2005 8:37 am

"Gri-ffin?" Gaea repeated, rolling the word around on her tongue for a moment before connecting the word with the creature before her. Part bird...and part big cat, apparently. With wings and a beak, but the back paws of a wild cat. And the tail to go along with it. 
 
"I've never heard of them...and haven't been by the equator. Ever, I think," she added, scratching her head with a forepaw. A minute later she held out said forepaw so that it looked like she was pointing at the gryph's wings. "I kind of picked up on the whole bit that you are adapted to trees. So am I." 
 
And the fox-like creature tilted her head. Gaea looked anything but an avian.

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Wed Dec 07, 2005 6:20 am

Rosie fluffed her feathers. "Yes, but theres a difference between being adapted to the trees and being adapted to the open air." 
 
The short grypon sat back on her haunches and spread her wings, to give Gaea a lesson about gryphon wings. 
 
"See?" she said, showing her broad rounded wings. They were brightly colored and feathered, but that wasn't the point. "Our wings are shorter, making them really great for travel in the trees, but they are short, and not that strong for flapping, so we glide from branch to branch instead. A gryphon meant for the open sky has larger narrower wings that are stronger for flapping. They are faster too, but that prevents easy forest travel for them," she said.

Post by **Windra** » Thu Jan 12, 2006 9:58 pm

Gaea's grin became smug as she stood proud on all four paws. And suddenly her form shifted. Her body became longer, her forelimbs disappeared to expand into wings, her hind legs split into talons, and her tail became longer...feathered. 
 
And there stood a Phoenix of massive proportions. Much larger that Rosie, and with a curved brown beak that made her look a little dangerous, even though she would bring no harm. "My wings are meant for flying...which becomes difficult in this forest. Especially since it is noted that you may wish to avoid the trees for now."

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Thu Jan 26, 2006 2:35 pm

Rosie cocked her head at the fox turned phoenix. 
 
"Avoid the trees? Why? I live in the trees. What need would I have to avoid them?"

Post by **Windra** » Thu Jan 26, 2006 11:42 pm

The phoenix shifted her eyes left and right for a moment, almost as if she were making sure that nobody else was evesdropping. Why she did this is anybody's guess, but the next moment she lowered her head and spoke in a soothing tone, her serrated beak level with the head of the jungle gryphon. 
 
"Only recently, this forest has succumbed to a plague, which is transmittable through contact of the moss you see growing everywhere." She extended one massive wing to point at one of the nearby pines. The green stuff looked like it was thriving there ... and there was a liquid oozing forth from it now. "And it is contagious. Spreads from one infected person to the other. A rather disgusting predicament for our lady earth, if I say so myself."

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Tue Feb 14, 2006 3:45 pm

Rosie cocked her head, and focused a seemingly oversugared orange eye upon the moss growing on the trees. Indeed, it look lke very nasty stuff. 
 
"When did that happen?" she asked.

Post by **Windra** » Wed Feb 15, 2006 12:20 am

Gaea shrugged her shoulders, spreading her wings wide and backing away to take in the visage of the woods. 
 
"Your guess is as good as mine. I'm brand new to this place, too." 
 
With a mighty flap, the enormous bird was airborn, heading up to the canopy. 
 
"It was like this when I came here."

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Mason: Rube tells us to be on the periphery. To keep away from... things. To keep our distance from... life. Our family... 
George: Yeah? 
Mason: God it is nonsense. You get close, Georgie, you get close to everybody that ever meant anything to you. 
George: Have you been drinking? 
Mason: Of course I've bloody been drinking. And its last call. And you gotta... you gotta drink up while you still can. 
 
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Mon Feb 27, 2006 11:53 am

Seeing the strange bird take off into the air, Rosie shrugged and followed along on the ground, unable to fly conventionally. So she would stay away from the trees, at least until the moss went away.

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Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:13 am

Ilelan was wandering around on the ground. In the distance she heard a step, and she looked up and over to see a cat-bird walking toward the trees. 
 
"Don't touch the trees!" she called over, regardless of who this creature was. "They are icky!"

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