Shahar Gry (Caeli ref Sheet)

Standard caeli
ears: cervine-esque
tail: short fluffy
avian wings

History: Both of Shahar's parents were traveling merchants. Growing up in that type of environment wasn't an easy feet. Often it left them feeling lonely, without other siblings to play with. However, his parents showered them with affection that some children could only dream about. The three of them were a very close knit family. His mother, Jenna would often teach him his manners when they were around other Caeli, or try to at least for Gry simply couldn't understand social ques because he was never around anyone else besides his parents. As he got older however, he became slightly more better but only when it came to bargaining for merchandise. Smiling and putting on the right act like slipping on a glove. His father taught him everything he knew about how to get the best deals, and the little caeli absorbed it like a sponge. His father often telling him, “Son you need to remember all of this on your own because your mother and I can't always be here for you. You need to know the trade to put food in your belly and a roof over your head.” Shahar always snickered at the last bit only cause he couldn't help it because they often slept under the stars. The twinkling lights becoming his night lights.

Life was simple and easy going and although sometimes he wished he had more friends his age and someone to play with he got along just fine. Helping his parents when ever he could like a good child would do. When Shahar was 24, still considered a child but ever getting close to becoming an adult, the family was tucking in for the night, in-between nests. They had made camp on a grassy field. The tall grass soft and fluffy to the touch as Gry rolled around in it, trying to get comfortable. His parents were already curled up with one another several yards away, the soft huffs of breathing in-telling they had fallen to sleep. The dull grey and green eyes watching the camp fire that his father has build before falling to sleep was fading slightly. The bright red embers glowing in the darkness as slowly the color faded from Gry's eyes, as sleep consumed him. The first thing that he could re-call was the burning of his throat and a dry mouth, the air so thick with smoke that every breath taken was like taking liquid fire into your lungs. The frightened realization of pain jerking the young caeli from sleep. Trying to adjust to the hazey air was pretty much impossible with how thick the smoke was, through coughing breaths he screamed, though his dry throat made it more of a screech, “Mother! Father! Where are you?” But only silence was offered to him except the sound of the roaring fire, crackling and taking any humidity from the air. The heat on Gry's body overwhelming as he was completely surrounded by fire. Panic taking over as he swept his wings outward and lifted into the air. Eyes hazey he searched the flames for any sign of his parents, but saw no sign of movement.

Swooping down as much as they dared to get a closer look, calling out in a crackled voice for both of his parents, even using there names. Not playing much attention in his emotional panic stricken state, he passed under a rather large tree just as a flaming branch came crushing down onto his left side. Crushing and scratching up the small of the left wings, as it was also set aflame. The panic shooting up immediately causing a loud screech that echoed above the sound of the fire. The smoke so thick he couldn't breath, matched with the pain as little Gry quickly was consumed by blackness.

When he awoke he was told he was pulled out from a passing ancient that had seen all of the smoke. His parents hadn't made it, leaving Shahar an orphan. He had gone through a long time of not speaking to anyone, and just kept to himself. The ancient that had saved him and his mate had taken Gry in until he was old enough to go off on his own. They hadn't had any children in there long lives so the small Gry was a welcome part of the household. The couple was from the marsh nest so the colorful caeli spent quite a lot of time in the nest before he went off on his own. He became a merchant just like his parents before him and never quite dropped that awkwardness toward people, so most of the time he spends his time alone besides a few friends that don't mind his anti-social behavior.

Physical:
-feminine voice
-body type something between masculine and feminine though slightly closer to feminine
-dainty in size for a caeli
-scarred wing causing weird flying style after being smashed and healing

Personality:
_{often seems cold to others due to anti-social ques
oddball, often gets weird around others not knowing what to say
quite
timid/bashful
vulnerable
quirky}
Opportunistic
Overimaginative
charismatic (only when bargaining)
patient
humble
empathetic
Easily Discouraged

Likes:
_{sleeping under the stars
reading
grooming
using physical motions instead of talking
hot chocolate and marshmallows
sleeping with head tucked under wings
cold whether, SNOW!
painting his white nails
night flying
astronomy (stars)}

Dislikes:
crowds
strangers calling them Gry
physical contact by random people
starring at his scars
any mention of his parents
alcohol
extreme fear of fire

Relationships:
friends:
-Leviathan (Levi)
Romantic:
Family:

[USED HE FOR THE REFERENCE THOUGH THE PRONOUNS SWING BOTH WAYS]
art (c) me
Rupturedsouls123 helped with basing out the sketch (iffy on feral forms)
thank you sweety <3
character mine
Caeli species (c) Ahalteke