Crow; Cloud

[Cloud Crow]

Cloud.Crow

No one bites back as hard,
On their anger.
None of my pain and woe,
Can show through.
But my dreams,
They aren't as empty,
As my conscience seems to be.

JUST THE BASICS
full.name; Cloud Crow
nicknames; Birdie
age; 10
birthday; April 15th
i'.think.i.might.fall.in.love.with; Straight
i'm.from; Sinnoh
but.i.live.in; Kangaskhan Orphanage
i.make.a.name.by; Orphan/Wanderer

DON'T JUDGE ME
let.me.tell.you.what.i.look.like
Cloud is slim with an almost feminine physique. He has wild brown hair so dark it's commonly mistaken for black and large expressive brown eyes. Due to his appearance he is sometimes mistaken for a girl at fist glance. Which has caused him to make a point of wearing more boyish clothing. Including a pair of goggles he wears on his head, a gift from Mana. Other distinctive characteristics are a pair of feather's he wear's in his hair, believed to be dropped from a Braviary.
Of course, Cloud's most noticeable trait would be his wings. He was born with crow-black wings large enough to nearly cover his entire body. Occasionally his forearms are covered in black feathers and his nails turn to claws, though these two characteristics he can manipulate for the most part. Though as it stands, he can't make his wings disappear in the same way. He also has a tattoo located on each of his arms below the shoulder. A spiral with five feather shaped markings decreasing in size around part of the swirl. He doesn't remember how he got them and had them since he was a baby. He also has three large jagged scars across his left side from a Weavile.

EVERYTHING'S INSIDE
i.really.like;
- Pokemon
- The sky
- His Goggles
- Frozen Yogurt
- Daydreaming
but.i.don't.like;
- The Stares of others
- Being different
- The world
- Being feared
- His own fear
i.rock.at;
- Steadfast
- Resilient
but.i.can't.seem.to;
- Rash
- Selfless
i'm.afraid.of;
- Becoming a monster
- Living Alone
and.of.course.i'm.not.normal;
- His wings, of course
- He has a habit of biting into his lip when hurt or scared
- He can understand the language of pokemon
if.you.want.me;
- Kindness
- Acceptance
but.never.ever;
- Fearful of him
everyone's.got.secrets;
- He wishes he was never born
someday.i.will;
- To be accepted by others
if.i.had.to.sum.it.all.up;
Cloud has a naturally loving personality. He accepts people as they are and takes nothing for granted. He is kind hearted and gentle towards younger children, and can be protective of them as well. He is selfless and noble, the first to leap to someones defense. Despite how most people act towards him. He is used to being on his own and stands steadfast against the glares and stares of others, naturally resilient after years of being treated in such a way.
Though of course he isn't an angel. At times he can be bitter and hurt, wishing nothing more than to disappear. He has, in the past, attacked others out of fear and anger; wanting them all to just leave him alone. He doesn't trust easily, having been betrayed one to many times before. He believes he walks the edge of the knife, belonging with neither humans or pokemon. Alone forever.

WHERE I COME FROM
i.was.born.in; Eterna Forest
i'll.always.remember.when; Curling up next to the Staraptor that raised him, and the feel of it's feathers against his cheek.
if.i.had.to.write.an.essay;
Cloud knows little of how he came to be. His earliest memory was cuddling up to a Staraptor in a nest far above the ground. He doesn't remember how he came to be in the nest or where he was before that. All he knows is that nest was his home.
The Staraptor, whom he called Mana, raised him since he was a baby. Nurturing him and watching him grow as if his mother. And to Cloud, she always would be. He loved her dearly and rarely left her side. Loving nothing more than riding on her back through the skys, looking down and watching the sun rise over the forest. Mana was his world.
But when he was five his world came crashing down. A Weavile attacked the nest, slashing the boy across his left side and giving him the scars he has to this day. Mana came to his rescue of course but was no match for the stronger pokemon. She was hurt badly but managed to grab Cloud and fly away. Cloud blacked out during the flight, and he has never forgotten the sight he awoke to. They laid on the side of the road, Mana's wing covering the boy protectively. But when Cloud tried to wake her she didn't move. He remembers screaming her name repeatedly, to young to quite understand why she wouldn't answer. He spent the night curled under her wing, crying at all he had lost.
In the morning he forced himself to stand and walk away, knowing Mana would of been mad at him if he gave up on life so easily.
He wandered from village to village, but the result was always the same. People would chase him out, scared of what he was. Many called him a bad omen, an angel of death. For they had never seen a boy with wings before and feared the unknown. Soon Cloud began to grow bitter and hurt that no one wanted him or would help him. Wishing Mana was there to comfort him. After a year of struggling on his own and taking the abuse of strangers he collapsed on the road. To this day he isn't sure how it happened, but when he awoke he was at the orphanage. He was told a stranger had found him on the road and brought him here, but he didn't think that could be true. Why would a stranger help someone like him? A freak?
He has been at the orphanage ever since, watching other kids come and go. But now he was ten, and it was time to hit the road once more.

TAKE A BOW
hi.i.am; Roux
i.also.play; Script, Chibi, Larkin, and Soul
let.me.show.you.my.skills;
Refer to Script Fear

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