Talon Biography [TNL]

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾ Basic Character Info☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

Name: Talon

• “For his fighting skills in his younger years” 

Gender: male

• he/them

Sexually: homosexual 

Age: 64 moons

Tribe: Kuneer

Rank: Captain

Species: Tyto

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾Attributes☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

Strength: 

• Combat || He’s an excellent fighter from training. His general size makes him a beast, he is a mighty warrior at heart who will lay down his life for Kuneer if needed. 
• Flying || An experienced flyer due to him being a tyto. He really enjoys showing off, it brings him joy. 

Weakness: 

• Poor Hunter || He really struggles with hunting for whatever reason. Its most likely a subconscious thing that he actively avoids doing 
• Easily Distracted || Due to his anger problems, he tends to get easily distracted and tends to focus on his rage, which causes him to slip up. Especially during combat and flying. 

Impressions:

Talon comes off as an old warrior who revels in combat and the desire to show off to prove his worth. With his fiery temper makes him hard to approach at first. It’s mainly his scars that make him off putting.

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Personality: 

Overall an old soul with life experience, and a desire to change his image. He has trouble with his temper, but he manages as best as he can. Although it’s a constant battle for him to ignore his past tendencies. Not the best with apprentices due to his lack of patients when training them. His gruff voice makes him sound more rough around the edges then normal. 

Positive:

• Soft Spoken || Although he is more known for his physical traits, he is a far better with his words to defuse a situation to avoid combat of any kind, but if all else fails, he’s got some tricks up his sleeves. his gruff voice doesn’t do him any fav though. 
• Loyal || Talon is loyal to Kuneer until the day he dies, and won’t stand for insubordination. Then again he doesn’t have a choice. 
• A Strategist || Even though he’s not as eggar to rip throats out anymore, his is quite the witty owl and revels in planning things. It’s something that keeps his talons clean for the most part. 

Negative:

• Short Temper || for the most part, Talon can keep himself in check as he’s gotten older. But his short temp will forever haunt him,  especially with his new desire to change his image. 
• Lack of Patients || The ability to tell someone how to do something, is different then teaching someone. He doesn‘t care to show owls how to fight because the process takes too long. He favors just helping more experienced owls with how to do things. Younger owls aren’t worthy of his abilities to him. They have to prove to him that they are eager to know what he has to show them. (He’s not crazy about dwindling on combat anymore anyways) 
• Secretive || For being older, he isn’t eggar to gloat about his troubling past where he was a very different owl. Growing up he was obsessed with combat, and he’s not proud of it. He’s far more interesting in avoiding unnecessary bloodshed, even if it’s not always successful.

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾Character History☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

Owlet:

It was considerably uneventful despite the famine going on, it was a miracle that Talon even survived his first few moons opposed to his siblings who succumbed to the lack of prey anywhere in Kuneer. Talon grew to be very food protective and often would fight others for what he could get, yet he was still mad that his siblings couldn’t be with him afterwards.

Fledgling/Red-wing:

When Talon was old enough to begin training, he was a nightmare to deal with. He had trouble picking up on things opposed to the other apprentices who were his age, it lead him to give up early and not want to continue. Not to mention his Dha was his mentor, which lead him to be extra hard on his son. In reality it was due to him loosing his other children and refused to loose Talon. 

Talon felt angry that he couldn’t keep up with everyone else, and used his anger to channel his power within him and make a name for himself. Often starting unnecessary fights over nothing and just doing whatever he could to stand out. It lead to him receiving a lot of scars, especially on his feet. He was reckless in his actions which lead to him getting into more trouble then necessary, he was almost a lost cause if it wasn’t for his fighting abilities, but naturally his temper would be his undoing. 

It was his final test before his Dha wound declare that Talon was ready to be a warrior, and Talon was eager to get this right.  He took on a battle with a fellow apprentice who was his rival all throughout his time as a Red-Wing. During the fight, Talon gained a scar on his face which barely missed his eye. He was loosing the battle due to his inability to stay focused on anything besides his anger, but it was a stroke of luck that Talon managed to get the upper hand on his opponent and kill him. 

His Dha was very proud of his son for succeeding in proving his worth as a warrior, but something felt wrong to Talon. His opponent didn’t have to die, but he’s being celebrated for winning the fight? It was confusing to him. But victory tasted ever so sweet. 

 Hunter/Warrior:

Talon was celebrated as a true warrior for many moons. He took on battles as much as he could for the attention, for the praise was a drug to him. As time went on, he would make a name for himself for his loyalty to the Premier. Going into battle made him feel alive. His voice grew rough and scratchy with his constant screeching in battle. 

The thing with Talon is that he was absurdly competitive, and felt like he could do almost anything. Of course his arrogance would get the best of him and lead him to refusing his first apprentice who couldn’t seem to learn anything that he was teaching to them. His made him look unfavorable to the Premier, which was the worst that could happen to him at the time. He refused students and grew a distaste for young owls for they reminded him of his failure to the Premier.

The food sacristy was only growing worse over time, it ended up leaving his Dha dead one winter for he couldn’t handle it. Talon fell into shambles for the only owl he had ever cared for was dead. Talon grew more reckless and ended up taking a death pellet to the wing while he was out flying to get his anger out. He was down for a while and he was once again extremely lucky for surviving. 

It wasn’t long after when Mammatus was named the new Premier of Kuneer. The sight of the owl murdering the previous Premier was almost sickening to him, even though he had done the same many moons ago. 

It lead to him being less aggressive over time. He still remained loyal to Kuneer and Mammatus, but he didn’t want to turn out like her. He had soiled what chances he had of wanting to become a different owl now.

Other:

Over time, Talon was eventually named as a Captain. Primarily for his past actions an general oldish age. He remained loyal to Mammatus, and would do anything she asked as much as he dreaded bloodshed. Mainly for his fear of her. He did his best to avoid her if he could, and would only really speak with the Overseers. He was still quite good aggressive and had a nasty temper, but would now start seeking ways to stop unnecessary fighting due to him being sick of loosing owls to seemingly nothing. he tries not to dwell on such things to av getting angry, but old habits die hard, especially for Talon. 

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Relationships: 

• (TBA)

RP Example: 

• Rocket puffed out his chest as a slimy grin crossed his face, “HA! Look who’s opening up Slim!” the blue guardian laughed, he had no idea Jet was like this. His large snarky grin evened out to a slight cocky smile, a sight far too familiar to the Rocket who wouldn’t hesitate to fly dirty.
  
  After adjusting his wings to stretch them out, Rocket looked towards his rival again. ”Alright don’t get any ideas, but I know it was my fault. I’ve learned to use my scar as a reminder of what I shouldn’t be. I’ve grown stronger because of it, and its clear you’ve changed as well, but I’m not sure that it was for the better. The Jet I would race against would never quit, and the same can be said for me. Racing was my entire life, and I dropped everything to prove to myself that I could do something greater.” He never called his rival by his name to his face, again Rocket looked down at his bandanna again.
  
  ”I made a promise that I’d better myself and remember to visit, and damn it if I’m not going to keep that promise.” Rocket looked Jet dead in the eyes, ”The past is behind us Slim, and I regret most of it. Sorry for being a complete asshole in the past, but this is the new me. And I’m looking forward to running you into the ground in our next race Slim.” Rocket’s cocky grin returned as he accepted Jet’s challenge. He extended his wings again.
  
  He walked over and nudged Jet in a friendly way to let him know that his borderline threat wasn’t as serious as it would have been all those years ago and smiled in a determined friendly way again.

• (This RP example is a bit older. New RP examples will replace this one when I have them)

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(More TBA)