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Verde Mos

Name Meaning: Soft, easily molded, cut, or worked; yielding readily to pressure or weight; smooth or fine to the touch
Bonded: 12-07-13
Bonding: Half Price Day Gift — Da'chetre
Rank: Verde
Gender: Male

Mindspeak:


Observatory Spyglass Lilla Shi'yel

Name Meaning: Derived from Shi'yel-gluvekh, Planetarium, a place where you can project images of celestial bodies and other astronomical phenomena onto the inner surface of a hemispherical dome
Bonded: 12-27-13
Bonding: Counting Stars — Amarok
Rank: Lilla
Gender: Female

[Inspiration] | [Wings]
Personality:
Check the nearest quiet alcove when you’re in need of this Lilla, where she’s most likely pouring over books and charts and several kinds of definitely not stolen (at least, not by HER) artifacts. The quest for knowledge has wrapped her up so tightly that she struggles to engage the world outside of it; usually only the promise of adventure (or ancient manuscripts) can tear her away. With all her intelligence, she’s unafraid of the world at large, but she’s a gentle soul at heart and wishes to be bigger and more commanding like a Bianco so that her bravery and leadership make sense. More often than not she puts herself into danger by either volunteering to go first or tackling danger head on because she’s read about how to do it.

Description:
Built like a bulldog, this little lady is stout but quite firm. She's no pushover, and surprisingly quick when navigating libraries and getting lost in forbidden dungeons. Her head is blocky, her neck short but still arched. The feathers of the leftmost tail are almost gone, not surprising when you start to count how many scrapes and scars zigzag across her body. Her wings are short but slender, a flirty falcon's touch that sits well against her long ears, one of which droops in half in rather adorable "cute puppy" fashion.

Like the old artifacts she often searches for, her velvet hide is about as colored and worn as an ancient coin pulled fresh from an archeological dig. The color overall is deep and rich, eye catching but dull at the same time. It stays overall uniform across her body, though splotches and patches mar her head and shoulders where it’s just a bit duller, as if dirty. Along the underside of her jaw, halfway up her snout and the base of each eye is a rubbed and polished blaze. Her feathers are the dark color of an undisturbed pharaoh’s tomb just as the first torch flickers across the sarcophagus. The very same polish that lines her muzzle traces the outline of each and every hawk’s feather more beautifully and naturally than the greatest filigree a metal smith could lace together. Her eyes can't be called attractive, but they are thoughtful, being the color of granodiorite, exactly the same as the Rosetta Stone.

Just as her light is belovedly worn, so is her shine. A good polishing, or at least a real fine dusting are in order for this one to look her sharpest, but even with a dull shine there’s something pretty about it, as though she’d gone and rolled in only the silver dust motes. There are very distinct matte slivers along her back and belly where the dust seems to have settled in scars and the sheen simply never returned.

Light:
The burnished gold chain around her neck leads to a slightly oval orb. The glass, while clear, has a faint tinge to it and little scratches, enduring as a captain’s beloved spyglass through the years. Peering into its depths yields nothing more spectacular than a dusty, glittering nebula of purples. The glow within pulses and shines, sometimes dimly, other times as brightly as a newborn star.

Mindspeak: Bold #7c02a6


Midnight Starlight Torchino

Name Meaning: the Watcher, another name for Vulcan's sister planet
Bonded: 12-27-13
Bonding: Counting Stars — Amarok
Rank: Torchino
Gender: Male

[Inspiration] | [Wings]
Personality:
Casual comments and quick qips delight many, but there’s a shadow in all his light, a depth to him that few bother braving. Just as a star can’t shine without darkness, no soul is ever single-faceted. Early on he opened his heart to love, let her go and lost her. Though his views are often jaded he shares opinions willingly and honestly. A master criminal, a collector of hearts because he lost his own, this Torchino doesn’t necessarily brag about his talents, because he’s so good he doesn’t need to.

Description:
Seemingly born for the life he leads, his body is slender and height average. His neck is a little longer than it needs to be, head a narrow shape all the more subtle for peaking around corners and into previously locked chests. Though skinny his build is handsome, body wide at the chest and tapering in his limbs while his feathers are full and pointed and just a little ruffled, as though he'd spent the night in someone else's nest.

Bathed in the glow of a cold winter’s night deep in the mountains, this Torchino is very close to the grey of his brother, but unlike him it’s quite clear that he is a combination of dimmed and tinted shades of periwinkle blue. Hazy nebulas in a pale night sky shift and shimmer over his body, filling out his frame without reaching true darkness. The wings he posses are sleek as a common swallow’s and just as lustrous- covering in a shine and speckled faintly by the glow of the northern star. A deep blue-grey fades to slumbering granite mountains along his primaries and secondaries. Like his body, his aren’t dark so much as they are deep- a shade of midnight less inky and more breathtaking.

This Torchino bears an almost matte finish like scuffed metal, his shine like velvet but toned down, perhaps due to his coloring, perhaps another reason altogether. Light goes in but doesn’t come out, seeming to spread across his hide in wisps and fogs of color.

Light:
It isn’t quite peace that reigns in the form of the Torchino’s light. His light spins and twirls like a distant star, changing hues and intensity while maintaining the same brightness. At a distance, the glow can easily be mistaken for a star spinning on its axis. The chain is thin platinum; the light bounces across it in fluid motions that make it appear as a carefully plotted orbit.

Mindspeak: Italic #256773


Torchino Wat

Name Meaning: Problem, a question to be considered, solved, or answered; a situation, matter, or person that presents perplexity or difficulty
Bonded: 10-28-12
Bonding: Summer's Ending — Teeka
Rank: Torchino
Gender: Male

Blue fur, blue wings, blue light and very, very fuzzy he’s a little bouncing bubble of…something. Calling it trouble does him a disservice since it makes it sound like he’s destructive, but calling it mischief is also selling him short since there’s nothing merry about it. Things happen when he’s around, whether he means for them to turn out that way or not. Sometimes he’s not even there when things go wrong, but it the end it can all be traced back to him. Even the most innocent of actions, when carried out by him, will have unintended, less than pleasant results. More interesting is that he is not immune to the bad luck he carries, typically he will be missing several of his flight feathers as well as patches of fur here and there, oh and one of his ears flops down.

Mindspeak: Italic #33A1C9


Torchino Zhal

Name Meaning: Whisper
Bonded: 12-08-10
Bonding: ??? - Teeka
Rank: Torchino
Gender: Male

Sometimes a Shiny ends up with a really odd color pattern, and this is one of those times. Instead of the bright colors one would expect of a Xys, he’s patterned like a miniature malamute. It’s kind of cute, kind of odd, especially since his light is such an intense hue that it makes the white of his fur look blue as well. It’s a good thing his light is so bright, or else you might lose him, because he hardly ever speaks and makes very little sound. The down side to his bright light is that sooner or later you’re going to wake up in the middle of the night to him sitting on your chest, his light all but blinding you as he stares at you without saying a word.

Mindspeak: Light Blue


Troublesome Tot Torchino Zihn

Name Meaning: Fuzz, a mass or coating of fine, light fibers, hairs, or particles; down: the fuzz on a peach
Bonded: 09-29-13
Bonding: A Tale of Three Rabbits Speedbonding — Geoffrey
Rank: Torchino
Gender: Male

True to his rank, he is for the most part a sweet if somewhat childish creature. He has a bit of a rebellious streak, like a kid refusing to listen just for the sake of refusing to listen. As a result, you can expect him to get himself into some sticky situations, but at least he always learns from the experience and won't make the same mistakes twice. On the other hand, that means you're going to find out just how many mistakes he can make once. Turquoise, sea-green, and all other variants of green-blue and blue-green swirl in his fur with no rhyme or reason. A single solid patch of deep blue forms a sort of vest over his back and sides, and his amulet has the same bright colour glowing in its depths.

Mindspeak: Bold #0B1598


Ross Kitau

Name Meaning: Write, to form (letters, words, or symbols) on a surface such as paper with an instrument such as a pen
Bonded: 12-22-13
Bonding: Daily Christmas Advent 2013
Rank: Ross
Gender: Male

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