APPEARANCE

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Summary: Dark brown and cream reynard with golden eyes
Purchases: N/A

Strengths: Fighting, Stealth, Agility, Fishing
Weaknesses: Running, Jumping, Swimming

In Depth: Eagle isn’t the most handsome of Reynards, however, some might find the more feral outlook he holds...intriguing. It is clear he wasn’t clan born, that’s for sure. His fur, long but surprisngly thin, is often rather unkempt even when its clean, and he never does care much if her gets his paws dirty. Much of Eagle’s build is long, from his long legs and face, to his long bushy tail and large ears. Even his claws are quite long and sharp, even if retractable. His rather messy fur is a strange mix of yellowed cream, golden brown, and deep dark brown that darkens almost to black around his paws, the back of his ears, and his muzzle. The most captivating thing is his eyes - no matter what mood he’d in those small pools of golden amber reflect a certain slyness and ferality that can be as fascinating and drawing as they are off-putting.

PERSONALITY

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Positive Traits: Open-minded, Amiable, Observant, Innovative, Helpful
Negative Traits: Feral, Unpredictable, Absent-minded, Contradictory, Irreligious
Likes: Confusion and disarray, games, puzzles, riddles, birds, training
Dislikes: Squirrels, being told how to act, sleeping in, rain and snow (sometimes he likes them), cats, talking about his past, lots of questions

In Depth: To say the least, Eagle is very.....interesting. For the most part, he’s a pretty friendly fox. Quirky and strange, but still amiable. He’ll talk to anyone, be open minded about their beliefs and opinions - so long as they are willing to be okay with his in turn - and is always eager to learn. Always. Its as though, despite now being a warrior, he simply can’t ever get enough of learning. He’ll try his best always to convince his clanmates to teach him some new moves and techniques. That is, when he isn’t playing games, watching birds, or setting up strange little traps. He especially, however strange, loves trapping cats. He lets them go, but apparently he sometimes feels the need to punish them for harming the birds he seems to like so much - even though he also hunts and eats birds. Much like many things about him, this tends to contradict itself. He likes rain and snow, but sometimes he can’t stand them, he always strives to rise early and hates sleeping in, but other times he growls at the thought of waking up early. He hates being told how to be or act, and other times, he won’t even blink at the orders, or may even suggest it himself. He is strange like that, never really making much sense. He loves his games and riddles, and its not uncommon for no one to really understand him. He’s strange and quirky and many wish to avoid him. However, that doens’t mean he isn’t of use to his clan. As Fieldclan so desperately needs, he is a good and hard-working warrior with an apprentice sense of duty and an innovative mind that ca come up with the most interesting ways to get oneself out of any kind of sticky situation. Just don’t ask him too many questions, and we’re all fine and dandy. That is, unless he’s having one of his strange, darker moments, then maybe its best to just stay your distance.

HISTORY

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Eagle doesn’t like to talk about his past. Ask him about it, and he may get a haunted look in his eyes and tell you not to ask, or he may go terribly dark and angry and snap at the curious soul, or perhaps he may just pretend no one said a thing and continue on smiling and doing whatever nonsensical thing he’d been doing at the time. As contradictory as the rest of him, really. However, if one were to really press for details, and he were in a patient mood for giving answers, they would find out he seems to known about as little as they do.

“I have always been alone,” he would say, perhaps a little ominously. He would go on to tell them that he never knew his parents, and that his sibling died so early on he couldn’t even remember their gender. Then he was found by a strange fox, a wanderer. This wanderer raised him up, taught him to hunt, fight and survive. He taught him how to steal, how to invent, how to see all the possibilities beneath the sky. Yet he wasn’t kind. While this fox was never abusive or cruel, he was always cold and distant, teaching Eagle that there was no real value in getting attached. This fox wasn’t caring for him out of love or even pity, but simply because he saw a youth that needed to be taught how to live as a fox. And, when he was satisfied, he was gone.

“I don’t remember his face,” Eagle would tell his listener. That was, if he ever spoke his story at all. “But I remember his voice.” He would shudder, just slightly, and then he would go on. He would say that he wandered for a long, long time. Or at least, it felt that way. Life was hard, and cold, and full of hunger, confusion, and desperation. Yet he had skills to survive, and he used them well. These skills brought him upon a bird, that seemed to lead him to a fox. This fox told him of the clans, and so he turned away and he travelled further and further still, until he found his future home in Fieldclan. There, he would stop, and that dark look in his eyes would be replaced with a strange glimmer as he grinned and would say, “you know the rest, eh?”

Any Fieldclanner would. From then, he was a loyal and hard-working member of the clan. He was given a mentor for a short time, just long enough to test his skills and put him through a trial to see how capable he was and how hard working. He passed with flying colors, of course. He was very hard-working, and living on his own made him just as capable. The need for extra paws for both numbers, and foxes capable and able to hunt and fight, earned him his warrior name. From Eagle, he became Wing of Swooping Eagle. He was proud of his name, he would tell anyone who asked. He was a warrior now. He had a home.

RELATIONSHIPS

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Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Mate: None
Kits: None
Other: Former Mentor

Adoptables: None