Faida, The White Griffin

Personal Info
Name: Faida
Alias: She'll accept any nicknames unless it's something like 'cutie' xD
Age: 9
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Personality:

Faida is an extremely hot tempered little madam, with the stubborness of a bull and the temper tantrums of an enraged Tempest. She will step out of line out of plain curiosity. She will test the waters out of plain stubborness. She will throw tantrums that would send a Royal Advisor to his wits end. Faida is very distrusting and hates being in the company of a large amount of dragons. One is more then enough. She is very independant and therefore, solitary, due to her lonely life as a rogue. She has a sarcastic attitude and is very outgoing and forward with her words and actions.

Beneath the stone cold layers that shield her heart, Faida is a very brave young hatchling. She is quite the character, not afraid to stand for what's right. She has a heart of gold beneath the layers of hot temper and stubborness, but it takes a while to reach it.

However, Faida can be very selfish. She will lie and steal things just to survive, and can be bribed quite easily.

Interests: Exploring. Faida LIVES for exploration and discovering new things.

Learning. Faida LOVES learning new things. Unless it's maths. Or boring history lessons that aren't interesting. But otherwise, she loves learning things, especially things on magic, despite her inability to use it herself.

Star gazing. Sleeping under the stars has comforted Faida for years. She loves studying the stars, watching them. Talking to them, even.

Puzzles and mind games. Faida really likes doing puzzles and figuring out sequences. She has a good memory and really enjoys the satisfaction of solving something.

Thieving. Faida is a little thief, and enjoys stealing things.

Dislikes: Faida hates sitting around all day. If she sits still for to long she becomes hyper and grumpy.

Faida dislikes cold food. It has to be hot or she won't eat it. She's just picky that way.

Being ignored. If you ignore Faida, expect a good new bites on the leg or a screaming bug in your ear until you acknowledge her.

Fears:
Faida is very frightened of cramped spaces, as she sometimes remembers being kept in a cage.

Being muzzled. While this only happens to dogs, usually, Faida remembers seeing an adult griffin shrieking it's head off as it had a strap tightened around it's beak. Faida hates the idea of having her beak closed forcefully at all, and whenever it happens, she will scream and scream muffled screams until she's let go.

Water. Faida can't swim, so water frightens her.

Humans. Faida is TERRIFIED of humans, or humanoids in general. She cannot stand the idea of being within a two mile radius of a human.

Fire. Faida is very frightened of fire. If she sees a fire dragon she will cower from it. If she sees actual FIRE she will try and hide from it, or run if she can.

General Appearance
Height: 4 Foot
Scales: She has a white fluffy coat and doesn't have her feathers just yet. SO she resembles a baby penguin.
Eyes: Faida has dark blue eyes.
Appearance:

Faida is a very thin little creature, her thin weight disguised by her fluffy coat. She is off-white in color, and has large, deep sea blue eyes.

Faida wears a funny type of armor. It gives little protection, but it has a unique design.

Tribe Information and Status
Tribe: Rogue
Inheritance: 100% Griffin.
Rank: Rogue
Family: She can't remember.
Mate: None
Hatchlings: None

Skills and Abilities
Strengths:

Intelligence. Faida is VERY intelligent. She loves passing the time with puzzles and mind-games.

Concentration. Faida can concentrate really well if it's something she is interested in or enjoys doing. She can silence everything around her to focus on her task, honing in on what she has to do with a great amount of effort.

Speed. Faida is exceptionally fast, and is quite a springy character. She can dart through the woods at fantastic speeds, but can be out run by larger creatures.

Special Abilities:

Faida hasn't discovered any special powers of hers yet.


Weaknesses:

Strength. Faida can not push ANYTHING unless it weighs less then a small rock.

Bribery. Faida can easily be bribed with something, either in exchange for information or an action or favor.

Naive. Faida is quite naive and innocent, and can be lured into traps due to both her curiosity and her carelessness, on top of her love of exploration and finding out things.

Flight. Faida can't fly, her wings are not fully grown and she doesn't even have many feathers, just a fluffy coat. Her tail feathers are too fluffy for flight as well.
Combat Style:

Faida will weave in between her opponent's legs, and will try to evade attacks as much as possible, nipping in to bite at them whenever possible. She can cause cuts, but that's about it.

Background
History:

Faida can only remember two or three bits of her history, and they're just a few seconds. One is a white adult griffin with a rope around it's beak, struggling against it's captors. Another is her in a cage, with chains around her legs. And the last memory is of her running through the woods, breathing heavily while human shouts echo in her ears.

She woke up one day in the woods, tucked beneath the roots of a tree, some of the roots damaged by her body hurtling itself through. The knowledge that she was running from something sent her running for her life, and that was how she ended up in Pyyria. She ran and ran for days and days, eating bugs and whatever lucky carcasses she could find. She became extremely thin, her once plump, healthy self now slimmed down to a thin stick.

Faida learned to survive on her own by hunting bugs and eating ground bird's eggs, as well as feeding off carcasses if she can find them. She never learned to hunt, so she cannot fend for herself like others can. It all depends on luck each day.

RP Sample:

Faida. Wings that are folded. That was the meaning of her name, the name given to her at birth.

She wasn't sure how she remembered it. She'd been scavenging for worms one late evening and she heard a voice whisper, Faida. It was like the wind was whispering a deadly secret to her. Faida. She took it upon herself as a name because she liked the sound of it. Faida. Like a princess's name. Maybe one day she could be a princess. A queen.

But she would never be a girly princess that has her feathers preened and her dresses pink. No. She'd be a Warrior Princess.

Faida grinned to herself, and continued to fight with the fallen log she'd found. She practiced pouncing from different angles, either diagonally, from above or from the front.

If she was to fight, she had to learn to tackle her opponent first.

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