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| Which owl are you? |
| Snowy |
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27% |
[ 3 ] |
| Screech |
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9% |
[ 1 ] |
| Barn |
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9% |
[ 1 ] |
| Burrowing |
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0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Great Horned |
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0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Long-Eared |
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0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Pygmy |
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0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Elf |
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27% |
[ 3 ] |
| Hawk |
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9% |
[ 1 ] |
| Boreal |
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18% |
[ 2 ] |
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 Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 8:07 am
Here is a French name finder= http://www.wordreference.com/Welcome to the Kingdom of Chouette, or better known as the Owls. If you have ever read the Guardians of Ga'Hoole series, then you'll know what's going on...You walk down a cobblestone path, leading you away from your home and into the Forest of Noir. You live in a quiet french town near the heart of France. Many forests line the area, but this one is different. This one is dominated by a strange force unseen by mortal eyes. Only night's eyes can penetrate the absolute darkness. Only Owl eyes can. You are only here because you had a fight with your brother. He makes you so mad you just wanna ...!!! Do something! And do something you have. He is always calling you a wimp, but you're here to prove him wrong. You walk over the blackberry bushes, their thorns attaching to your pants leg. Shaking them off, you walk futher into the forest, the path that led you here disappearing in the fog that is slowly settling around your feet. You hear a flutter in the sky and look up. But you can't see in this darkness. You've been walking for what seems like hours. You are thinking how far off the path you are, when you hit a rock. This is no ordinary rock though, it's a giant boulder, with caves in it's side. This must be atleast a few hundred feet into the air. The trees were still taller than it was and they were only 200 feet up. They were the tallest trees around here. Taking a step back, you hear many more flutters, like feathers actually. The sun is beginnning to rise and you can tell by the treetops. A faint yellow is seeping inside the dark undergrowth. The fluttering stopped, and all that was left was a soft rustle here or there. The light shone into one of the caves near you. There was an owl family! There was a Barn owl chick, mother and father. Their full white heads gleamed in the light, their brown bodies smooth. They turned their backs to me and tucked their head under their wings to go to sleep. These must be owl nests! Hundreds of owls must be here. Well, the sun only got in a little bit. There was only a faint glow around you. You turned around and began to run towards what you thought to be the path. Straight on, you spot something. Oh no! It's the rock! Theres no escape! You walk slowly up to the rock and lay your back to it. A warm glow came off it. You smile and close your eyes, never to open them again.Okay. So here the deal. You will be roleplaying as owls in the forest. There are other kingdoms of owls. (that i will make, or you. whichever) You fly, eats rodents, bugs, and snakes. Not other owls! We are not cannabils! You can look up owl species and get your own special owl. You can be single, and look for a mate so you can lay eggs and have chicks. When you are an adult, you need to hunt for food using owl senses, most likely their hearing. When you have a chick, you must nourish it and teach it how to eat meat, bones, fur, and then how to yarp. Yarping is when you cough up the bones and fur of the meat that you could not digest. They can be described as pellets. That's all for now. Navigation= 1-Welcoming 2-Species 3-Rules 4-Post!
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 8:08 am
pictures of species for you to choose from:  This is your basic barn owl...........This is your basic Great Horned Owl This is a Screech Owl......................and an Elf Owl Snowy Owl.....................................................................and a Hawk Owl Pygmy Owl Burrowing Owl...........................Long-Eared Owl and last but not least a Boreal Owl, one of the most beautiful owl singers there... I must say now that I will be roleplaying as a barn owl...
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 8:12 am
Rules- Be literate!!
No god modding!
Read all rules!
Read all front page!!
Post this to join!
Joint form=User:
Owl Name: (Must be french or something like it)
Species:
Age: (Owl, owlet, egg)
Mate: (you can hookup outside of this, just rp you meeting) Must RP to join. If you are not posting at least 2 or 3 times a week, I will RP you leaving, either peacefully, or in the talons of an eagle!
You can make new kingdoms. I will be making a map, unless one of you wants to
If you don't know alot about your owl and are too lazy to look it up, ask me for a brief bio on it and i can do!
i know pretty much all of these. If you don't want an owl from this, then pm me the pic of what you want and ill add itpeople= Me= Barn Owl-Lune Roxy720=Boreal Owl-Feu
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 8:28 am
My eyes blurred as I pulled my head out from under my wing. The moon was dwenked, almost a new moon. The pale blue light filtered into my burrow as I fluffed the down around me to make it warmer. It was fall, and a cool breeze chilled your bones. I stretched my wings out wide. I had almost gotten all my plummage there, but some flight feathers were still missing. I was branching these days. Jumping from branch to branch as practice. I lifted my moon face up to the navy sky. My brown speckled back fluffed up as I winked and stepped to the edge of my cave. I curled my talons around the edge for saftey, and spread my wings out. Tonight was the night. I am going to fly! I stroked a powerdown stroke and lifted into the air. A pillow of air formed around my stomache as I glided up and up, into the sky. I downstroked again, heading for the trees. I stuck my talons out and beat back and forht to slow me. The wind felt so good! I closed my eyes for a second, but that was the one mistake I made. The ground was coming at me fast. I was falling, my wings to weak to lift me up at this speed. I landed with a soft thud, ontop of a mosspile thankfully. I moved my wings one at a time, checking for broken bones. Phew, I'm okay. I looked up. My burrow was not that far up on the rock, surely someone will help me. I called out in my hoot, but no one replied. I began to fly again, seeing what would happen. I lifted into the air, about 13 feet. I beat again, but was too weak. I flew into the nearest cave, hoping they wouldn't mind. No one was there. I fluffed the down again, and rested my head, hoping they would come home to help me...
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