Ol'ia of Rainbow Weirph

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Name: Ol’ia (Olivia)

Age: 15, Summer

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Rank: Winglet

Location: The Eyrie

Personality:

Many scream and curl and experience jolting nightmares about the koxi. Ol'ia isn't like that all. She dreams of them; she wants to know all about them, at a safe distance of course. Her interest in simourv outweigh her curiosity in everything else. And there are many topics she is interested in. People, animals, the towering trees, the seas, and too much to list. Animals are a great love. Every one is important in the great circle of life, except goats. They're just mindless, dumb food for koxi and simourv. Sometimes her cat and horse hair allergy stop her love, but since it is not too serious, she can perform some of her animal duties. For so much loves and interest, she has some hesitations in life. There is a fear of drowning and she has no knowledge how to swim. She's just never been in a body of water deep enough for her to care. Rocks from above, especially muddy rockslides are a constant fear when she is in the Eyrie despite being reassured that the walls are safe. As hinted before, there is quite a dislike for goats. It's not that she hates them, just fears them quite irrationally. And like many women, she fears loving but the man not loving her in return.

Even though she is young, she knows a lot. Her independent nature led her learn many things, how to cook meals with limited supplies. When she was a child, she played with a cat quite harshly and received a deep scratch. Her mother explained why and right from wrong and the lesson stuck since that moment. Every wrong act she saw, her resolve to do right things strengthened. Ol'ia has a bit of a gift, knowing when to speak and when to shut up. She's silent when there is no need for her words. She's no shy girl when she speaks. Everyone knows what she is saying and that it is her speaking. Well, her accent is a giveaway. It's not strong but she says words a bit differently. Sometimes it leads to some embarrassment, especially when it comes to the other winglet and rider's name. It doesn't bother her. Many things don't bother her because her grip on her emotions is so tight though she slips and shows sadness and anger. Except tears. Those are rare and only Weirph will see her cry who has not done yet. Whenever her anger does show, she usually gets upset afterward, disliking when anyone grows upset. Her smiles are genuine. Playing is a joy that she refuses to let go of even as she grows old and gray. Working is an enjoyment. A little sweat on the brow is very calming. Her mind is a very calm place and it makes many decisions for her, but the heart is not incompitent in figuring things out. Like mentioned before, she is quite curious and that can get her into some trouble, especially when she is trying to gather some information to store in that vast mind of hers.

Appearance:

Physically, she's been a slow developer, but now, at a solid 5'5, she's reached a steady height. Also developing is her breasts which are small and hard to notice, which Ol'ia is proud of. They might grow; they might not. Doesn't matter to her. Sometimes her knees burn, growing pains and all, so it's safe to say she has a few more inches to grow before she is complete. Or the pain in her knees is from working. Even the tone muscles that surround her kneecaps from ache from time to time. The curves of her arms show more muscle even though her strength doesn't allow her to throw boulders, her endurance is quite well. Run or grip, she can do it for hours.Her small lithe body allows her to slip through tiny cracks and holes. The muscles come from running and hiding from koxi, which she doesn't do much anymore. For a while, Ol'ia loved to run until she started flying with Weirph. Many can debate about the exact shade of her dark hair, some say it is black, others swear it is brown. In truth, it is dark brown, just shades next to black, but that fact can only be revealed when her hair basks in light. Her light brown eyes glow under her dark hair, but uncertain conditions cause them to change because no one's eyes stay the same shade. Light is a predominant factor, bright often causing her eyes to turn into an olive shade, much like her mother while shadows make them seem as brown as her hair. Smiling is a popular facial expression and larger ones cause dimples to form at the side of her mouth, but these are never guaranteed except when grinning at Weirph's jokes. They look quite innocent, but they often portray some of the complex emotions girls at her age feel. Her hair was from her mother as was the shape of her eyes. Her father has graced her with the rest of her facial features and strength come her father. Her height is undetermined. Tall is her mother's. Short is her father's. A distorted birthmark rests on her left lower back and she boasts a scar on her stomach though she doesn't quite remember the detail too well.

Family:

Grandfather: Orion ;; 75 ;; Former Farmer ;; whereabouts unknown

Grandmother: Fayete ;; 76 ;; Former Caretaker ;; whereabouts unknown

Father: Oyerian ;; 54 ;; Farmer ;; deceased

Mother: Alician ;; 49 ;; Artist ;; deceased

Siblings: Golion ;; male ;; 25 ;; Farmer ;; deceased

Ayea ;; female ;; 23 ;; Farmer ;; deceased

Froy ;; male ;; 20 ;; Animal Caretaker ;; whereabouts unknown

Pets:

Mikhail ;; reminiscent of a German Shepherd-Whippet mix ;; whereabouts unknown



Simourv Name: Weirph

Simourv Color: Rainbow e3803d, 9b2a1d, f4c851, 74bb63, 4187c4, 3d499f, a02e65

Simourv Age: Post-Fledging; eighteen months

Personality:

Weirph’s humor has been called a bit strange by many, but the simourv sees nothing wrong with her jokes and does not find why others aren’t laughing with her. Death is a scary thought to some, but it’s where she gets her best material. And involving Koxi. That’s a real crowd pleaser. Whatever reaction she gets, she will always laugh. There are times when she realizes she might have gone too far, but after a thoughtful expression, the simourv returns to a cheerful state. And cheerful, like most rainbows, is what Weirph is. Along with glowing eyes [well, not literally], cheerful chirping, her beautiful blue tail swishing and flicking, Weirph loves to show her affections. She doesn’t say it unless he has a reason, she is very compassionate to others, wishing to help most. When dealing with hardship, she knows there is a time for jokes and there is a time to let her beautiful colors bring some happiness when tears are too much. And she’s not very selective about who she cares about. No, she won’t select a random human and have a deep conversation, but she isn’t the type of simourv to love only Ol’ia. Actually one does not have to guess if they are in her favor. She’ll show/tell you. Though she does not believe her opinions make the world go around, Weirph feels it is her duty to inform all. On the subject of flying and mating, she doesn’t care. But her infertility is another manner. Sometimes she broods on the subject, but the moment never lasts long before she is making more jokes or chirping away.

Appearance:

As a rainbow, Weirph guarantees a few turn of heads. Straight in the middle of her face is a typical gray beak, lined with even darker gray tear streaks. Forming a semi-circle around her eyes and face. Hidden in that gray, her dark red eyes show so much emotion. Sprouting from the gray is a purple ring and red follows, coating her ears and top of her head. Light red lines her ears, the side, and the back of her head. The gray semi circle goes down halfway her neck, yellow filling the rest of her neck. White cheeks make her face glow. The rest of her neck is orange and once that hits her body, it turns into yellow. Her back is green, light while her stomach is blue, as if her hindquarters. Closer to her dark back legs, the feathers turn purple. Her long tail has a similiar pattern, green at the base, light blue, blue, and rest is purple. Her wings are long, colorful. Yellow arm with large feathers of blue, orange, and red. There are other feathers on her long wings, looking as if they were taken from her body. She's small, as all rainbows are, and she damn proud of it. Though she reached her full size faster than the rest, her horns are slower to grown, but they're sharp and ready for battle.

Parentage:

Gray Eceph x Black Alianph

History:

When the colonist first settled in Pohono and established the city of Sayaie was established, there were those who were not content in the town, so searching for way of life that suited their wishes. Because of this, the two other towns were established. But a small group detached themselves from the masses. They journeyed to the westernmost arm of the continent and constructed a small colony there. Surrounded by open forest on the left and right and protected by two mountainous walls, they were safe and had many resources to sustain them, along with the few livestock animals they brought.

It did not take long before the livestock multiplied and then the results of work and resources sprouted across the small settlement. Finally, the people multiplied. With their numbers being so small, no one could call the group a town or village. To them, they were a family, each doing their part to help their “adopted” brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers. It was here where two people met, many decades after the first years of the “family.” People there knew one another. Everyone played together and grew up together and these had a strong bond and married as soon as they were able. Zion, their comfy settlement, never let go of marriage, whether it was the people or grand father of the establishment. Within a year, they had a child, a son of soft features and a strong frame named Oyerian

Then two others who felt the natural tendencies of love birthed a child named Alician, who took a liking to Oyerian. They were friends, frolicking the forest and working with the livestock together. Naturally, they married and had three wonderful children. Before the first, they agreed that three was a magical number, but Alician had a desire to mother and without a baby to cradle, she was lost. So Olivia was born. Her name came from a longstanding tradition of Oyerian’s side. Alician, being the organized mother she was, enjoyed the name and its origin.

Once Olivia reached the age when she was allowed to be her own person, make her own mistakes, she had grown in a curious and independent child. The curiosity turned into an explorer and she learned many things about the koxi and the death they followed. There was fear, just from the stories, but she wanted to know all about them, but for the time, Olivia found herself lucky not to come across the beasts.

Luck is something one should not defend on, dwell on because it always changes. At ten years old, she experienced the koxi. They ravaged across the village, trambling and then killing. No family was spared. Olivia’s older sibling and only sister Ayea was lost to them. The colony’s seclusion turned into its downfall because no simourv could hear them scream and cry. For them, it felt as if the koxi would not end. Everyone fled, hiding in crevases, but those that lived did not affect those that died.

Oyerian, being an explorer in his childhood, had found the ideal hiding spot and after a year of barely existing, they decided to flee the decimated village. No sign of success reached the ruins, but who would come back to this place? With horses, they, grandparents, parents, older brothers, and herself, fled. The equines did not last long as they were sacrificed to the koxi when they found them. Hiding once again in the crevaces of the mountain, they moved inch by inch.

Then the mountain dwindled in hills and they were stuck. But the simourv surprised the koxi. No one saw them nor did they question why the koxi fled. Curiosity drove her to wonder what could possibly frighten the feared lizards and there was no way she could hide that her excitement. In the suffering journey, her words of sky guardians patrolling the air seemed like crazy babbling, but at eleven, she was a child and allowed to dream. Then one day she saw them, two blues and a black. There were no koxi in sight and they were not terribly interested in the girl except for one of the blues, who glanced down. Excited by the encounter, she explored more, getting braver as the broken family traveled more.

Her birthday followed, her twevelth and there was little celebration. Everyday became more difficult and Olivia kept with her sky guardians, wanting the rest of her family to feel the same hope she felt, explore with her when time permitted. They still thought the fear was turning her crazy. Twelve was a big age, no time for dreaming. She wanted to respect her family's wishes for her to stop her dreaming, but her curiosity overpowered everything else. On one outing, she saw a sky guardian, a simourv. In pain and hurt, the small blue looked at her. Though it was not the right moment, she smiled. It was the blue that looked at her, or at least, it looked like it. Olivia knew little about healing or medicine, so she left to find her mother who dabbled in healing. When she finally rallied her family, the blue was gone and her family worried more about their child's sanity.

That's blue disappearance meant the end of the simourv's protection, but Olivia did not care. She continued to search though she spoke no one of them to her family. Every time she wandered was to find food and it was not a lie because she always searched and always found it, mostly in the form of large berries. Of course, when she gathered food, she climbed rocks and trees, trying to catch even a feather of the sky guardians, but she had no luck.

Her luck worsen one day. When she followed a trail of blue feathers, she strayed from the path of the camp, unable to find her way back. And if she knew what happened to her family, the image would not leave. Both of her parents died, remainders not taken off littering the group and her oldest brother head rolling on the ground. But she never saw those images. Luck had taken her family away, but it have spared her the sight and led her to a better place, full of safety and no koxi.

It was the Eyrie. She learned many things, facts about the koxi, the riders, and then she learned about sky guardians, learned their names and everything. Whenever she saw one, her heart would beat faster. She loved talking to the other riders and loved learning about their simourv. Olivia tried not to bother them too much. They had a lot to do. Always eager to work, Olivia helped care for the animals, except for the goats. A part of her smiled whenever a simourv chose them to feast upon. The sheep were her favorite.

Then she was a candidate, searched by the large Alianph and G'len. She could not quite believe it, even though she worked with animals, wanting to become a candidate. Living with a room mate was strange, but Olivia found the lessons to be even stranger, in a good way of course. Soon Eceph had her first clutch and Olivia was there, stood with her room mate and the rest of the candidates. She was quite surprised when Weirph entered her life, the rainbow colors brightening her life.

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