Hello, Geo Here. We might be building an aviary!
YAY! We might be building a bird aviary! So, I own two parakeets/budgies, and they live inside. They share a cage, but the cage isn't the biggest and I would like to give them some more room. My dad suggested building an aviary outside in our backyard. At first, I wasn't so sure, I was worried about what'd we do if it were cold, and what we'd do if it were too hot, and what we'd do if it was pouring rain....and let's just say my dad sort of beated me, meaning he had pretty good answers to each of the questions. He said when it's too cold we'd bring them inside, he said they probably wouldn't be bothered that much by the heat, and we could create a little cover area for them to stay when it was raining. So, I've been considering doing this, but thought I should ask your opinion first. Is this a good idea? If so, do you have any tips on how to keep them safe? Any help would be greatly appreciated! Any bird or animal experts would be great at helping, I'm sure!
I'm really excited if we do this! I've been wanting to have more birds, and my dad said maybe we could have multiple if we did this. If we do do this, I'm going to need some name suggestions for birds, because I know I'll be stuck on names. Though, I'm not getting my hopes up too much, as I know things could change. :)
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While I've never cared for birds before, I reckon you should put flyscreen around the bottom to protect from rodents, spiders, etc. and squeeze orange juice or something that smells like citrus around it too, to deter cats.
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Marvelous was a good SeA dragn, not like the others!!! He was in a fight with a warper one day and damaged it, and it accidently teleported him to berk!!! luckily the people liked him and now he lives peacefully with poeple and helps catch fish! But he is afraid that he took the carar desease with him... because why else would the warper attack him?
Sister of Whales
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Regal and full of herself, Amelia isn't the easiest to be around. She has few friends and makes sure to choose them wisely, but even then she will often believe they need her help with anything when it's obvious they don't
A decendant of a long-dead clan of Furies that learned the song of whales, she discovered her gift to communicate with the ocean giants at a young age. During her teens, she had her first encounter with humans- Hunters that managed to catch her unaware of the danger out at sea, and when a harpoon got ensared in her paw, she called out in desperation. Luckily, a stray humpback whale calf answered the distress call and managed to roll the boat. This did rip the harpoon out, however, and that caused her to lose the paw. Grateful and sad for the lost calf, she watched over him until he could survive on his own, but he chose to stay with her despite the difficulties of not migrating. Named Mud for his vibrant dark brown colouring, the two close friends explore the lands in search of Amelia's history, and maybe some entertainment in between.
When around others, Amelia likes to keep Mud as much of a secret as she can unless she absolutely has to call on him. This is mostly to keep him safe, but also for an element of surprise during potential battles. When she communicates with him, others will hear it as strange gurgling, humming, moaning, clicking and other assorted noises. This often leads dragons (and people) to think of her mentaly impaired until they see who's on the other side of the line
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He is small but he is angry. What about? Probably his ironically green laser, but his namesake didn't know what hit them. Really, they were all dead before we knew what was happening.
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Oh gosh, that reminds me of a dude who owns this huge aviary. I was only able to spot it from my balcony back when I lived somewhere else and one day a bunch of birds escaped. Now we have an enroaching parakeet species in the wild-- in the ol' cold Netherlands. They thrive and it's horrible yet pretty hilarious as it's just so surreal seeing those tropical birds fly about as if it's not -4° outside.
An aviary sounds nice! It'll also give your birds more space to do... whatever birds do.
I your dad going to build the entire thing by himself? That's respectable-- and really cool. Nothing beats a custom animal enclosure.
Yep, I think my dad would be building it. I know that if we do it, it'll be a fun project for him, the biggst thing he's built so far is a headboard for my sister, which turned out pretty neat. Building an aviary would solve many problems, 1. More space and fresh air for the birds, 2. It'll give my dad a fun project, he's been desperately trying to find one, 3. I'll finally have more than 2 birds, and 4. My cat won't be able to get to them. I literally have holes in my desk from my cat jumping up and trying to get to my birds.
Wow, I never knew birds could survive in that weather! Well, it's definetly not like that here. I was doing some research and it actaully said that the state I live in is a good place to have an outside aviary year round, and weather and predators was my main concern for keeping them outside. :)
That's really awesome! I don't have any tips, but I'll ask a friend of mine who owns like 12 birds for any tips. I should see her tonight.
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My fandoms include The Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, and, of course How to Train Your Dragon.
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Step right up to meet my OCs, and below, my adoptables!
First up is Allie, my main OC.
Her dragon is Excelsior, a stormcutter. The picture of her and Excelsior is by Scorpio Kardia, and the one of just her is by Pixel.
Allie's organized and practical, but still really absentminded at times. She's awkward around people she doesn't know very well and when it comes to muscles she's pretty wimpy, but she can whip up a pretty great strategy. If only people would listen to her when she tried to explain it. She really doesn't like hurting other people or animals, and that's not even including the fact that she feels queasy around blood.
Her weapon of choice is a hairbrush. Why? Even I don't know.
Then there's Kara.
Kara was an Outcast, but now she lives in Berk. It's a long story. I might write a fanfic about it... eventually. The razorwhip edit is by NadderMeGood, AKA Le Jigglypuff. Drawing of Kara by MistyNight.
Kara is spunky and stubborn. She's tough as nails, and she's suspicious of any kindness. She grew up in a very dog-eat-dog world, after all. Her weapon is a warhammer, and she primarily rides a razorwhip named Shine, though the armorwing from the Battle for the Edge expansion and the singetail from the Return to Dragon Island expansion are also her dragons.
Next up we have Starr.
[No pictures of Starr currently]
I use her for next-gen roleplays. Starr has long, blonde hair and dark green eyes. Her bonenapper, Crypt, is still young and doesn't have a full armour. This picture of him is by TosiLohi.
Starr is shy and quiet. She really loves maps and mapping, and she's good at rock-climbing. Crypt is cocky and stubborn and refuses to listen to a word Starr says. She found him as an egg, which is why I have this awesome picture by Gorginia47:
Finally, there's Lissa.
[No pictures of Lissa currently]
She's another one for next-gen things. She's short and kind of pudgy, with black hair and grey-blue eyes. Her dragon, Santa Claws, is a battered red/white/green groncicle.
Lissa is really good with animals. She's kind and compassionate. Santa escaped from Drago a while ago, but his experience there left him scarred both emotionally and physically. Lissa was able to help him work through his trauma, and the two forged a powerfully unbreakable bond.
Here are my adoptables. On the newer ones (as of 10/17/16) the dragon species name is a link to the adoptable thread. If I get around to digging up some of the older threads I'll link them too, but that may not happen.
These are Ithil, Anor, and Earendil, my Spacial Beauties. They're siblings: moon, sun, and stars.
Ithil is named for the moon in Elvish, from The Lord of the Rings; he's playful and always ready for a romp and a good time. When vikings around him are drinking mead, he likes to take a sip, and he becomes very goofy and then falls asleep, soundly and for a long time.
Anor, on the other hand, is the sun. She is quieter and more reserved. She's very observant and sees a lot of things that go on in Berk. She likes napping in the sunlight, which her scales reflect blindingly. She loves plants and everything that grows, and often tries to help them along, with varying success.
Earendil's namesake is one of the brightest stars of Middle-Earth; she's shy and reserved. She loves to explore and find places where nobody's ever been before. She likes boats, and never gets seasick. Earendil can make the parts of her that look like stars glow brightly, even blinding those who threaten her or her friends. She hates spiders.
Starr was exploring the north with her boneknapper, Crypt, mapping the scattered islands. After she made camp one night, however, she discovered a lot of stores were missing the next day. She found doglike tracks running through the snow, but after she followed them for twenty yards, they disappeared. When she studied the depth and angle of the last tracks compared to the previous ones, though, it looked like it had taken flight, like it was a dragon--but what dragon had prints like a dog?
She sketched the prints in her notebook and set off through the air with Crypt to track the dragon. Though Crypt was not an exceptional tracker, he was able to follow the scent of the stolen food fairly well. They landed near a hollow, where Starr saw a smallish dragon devouring the last of her stolen supplies.
Using the rest of her supplies, she lured the dragon back to Berk. She soon found it had a curious mind and was eager for adventure, much like herself. The two formed a bond as Starr took care of the creature, who seemed to have been fairly hungry up in the north. She named the dragon "Anuniaq", a name that to those of the north she came from meant "Hunts for Food". It also meant "Hunts for Knowledge", which was also accurate. Starr took Anuniaq with her often on her exploring journeys up north. Not only did the dragon get to visit her homeland again, she was also excellent at navigating the area, and her uncanny ability to locate food meant they could travel lighter, packing fewer supplies.
Adopted from: ladybrasa
Species: Thorny Sea Hound
Allie enjoyed sitting down to fish, getting a chance to just relax. Today, she'd borrowed a boat and was out fishing on the open ocean. Excelsior was circling the area, flying around. Allie had caught a lot of fish and was getting ready to return home when suddenly, many dragons swooped in on her and began attacking. She pulled out her hairbrush (her weapon of choice, don't judge) and swung it, but it passed right through the creatures. She was confused, but the dragons soon disappeared again. Odd.
When she turned around, she suddenly realized her entire day's catch had been stolen! Through the water, she caught a glimpse of a long purple creature sliding away through the water. She called Excelsior to her and followed it. It looked like some kind of dragon. She called Excelsior, mounted, and followed the new dragon.
Before long they caught up to it, sitting on the shore and eating the last of Allie's fish. It was a beautiful dragon, and Allie walked up to it cautiously, not knowing how it would behave. It fixed her with a stare of its eyes, and somehow she felt it was sizing her up, deciding if she was worthy. She trusted her instincts about this, and also about what he was looking for. She kept her eyes open, not blinking, and stared it in the eyes as she gave it a short bow. It paused for a moment, then lowered its own head, returning the bow. Allie reached up and stroked its nose. The nose felt hard, kind of like a beak. In her mind, Allie began calling the dragon Buckbeak.
It lowered its neck, allowing her to mount, then took her for a ride across the top of the ocean. It was amazingly fast, and the water splashing her was cool and refreshing. Before long, it returned her to the rocky area, where Excelsior was waiting.
She took off, and Buckbeak didn't follow, but she often returned (especially on hot days) to visit him and go for a ride.
(Okay, maybe this dragon reminded me a bit of a hippogriff.)
Adopted from: WitcherForever
Name: Forest Light (Light for short)
Species: Cave Raider (Hatchling)
Lissa and Santa Claws, her groncicle, were out scouting the forest. They were so absorbed in watching the wildlife on the forest floor that they didn't notice the clouds beginning to gather until, with a rumble of thunder, the clouds opened up and poured down on them. Soaked through, Lissa turned back, but soon spotted a cave. She'd much rather stop there until the storm abated than head all the way back to Berk, and Santa seemed eager to reach shelter as well. Raindrops were freezing on his cold skin, weighing him down.
They landed in the cave, and Santa began ridding himself of the raindrops with his claws and teeth. Lissa started heading towards the back of the cave to explore. She thought she saw a faint glow ahead. Interested, she moved closer, then realized it was a dragon, and not just any dragon, a mother with a nest! She knew better than to mess with one of those, but it wasn't a dragon she'd ever seen before, and she was absolutely fascinated. So instead of backing away, she walked forward slowly. The dragon turned and growled at her, and Lissa noticed the glowing spines--fascinating! Hiccup would never forgive her if she let an opportunity like that go to waste. She lifted a hand. "It's okay," she whispered. If you used a high-pitched, fast voice, animals would get riled up, but a low and slow one would calm them, a fact Lissa knew well and would use to her advantage. "It's okay," she said again, forcing herself to be calm, practically exuding calm. Carefully, she reached up and stroked the dragon's nose soothingly.
Lissa wasn't a very talented girl, but this was where the talents she did have lay, in calming and understanding dragons, or any animal, really. She rarely used dragon nip, which felt like cheating to her. But this dragon was fairly calm already.
She grinned and started to walk towards the eggs, but a growl from the mother alerted her that she wasn't trusted that much yet. She backed away from the eggs, which seemed to earn her some more trust from the mother.
She continued to stroke that dragon, running her fingers down the neck, along the back, across the wings, down the tail. The dragon seemed to like that a lot, so Lissa continued for a while. In fact, what she was doing was memorizing the dragon's curves so she could describe it to Hiccup.
She heard the rain outside start to lessen and turned to head back outside, but the mother dragon made a little rumble that clearly meant, wait just one second. Then she turned to the eggs and nosed one towards Lissa, a foresty green one with bluer and yellower patches. The yellow patches glowed. Lissa gasped as she realized what the mother was telling her. Tenderly, she picked it up. "I'll take good care of it," she promised solemnly.
The glowing egg lit Lissa's way back through the tunnel, and she found Santa all ready to go. The rain had stopped now, so she mounted up, still holding the egg carefully, and headed back to Berk to tell Hiccup. He was excited she'd discovered a new species, and when the egg hatched, he sketched it from every angle while Lissa tried desperately to convince the dragon (who she'd named Forest Light) to sit still. He was a curious, adventurous fellow, and he loved riding on Santa when Lissa went anywhere. He was incredibly loyal and never left her side, and though he was extremely reluctant when he first learned to fly, he got the hang of it more quickly than any other dragon Lissa had seen. She took him often to visit his mother, but the visits didn't usually last very long, as the mother dragon had plenty of other babies on her hands.
Light wasn't really Lissa's dragon, not fully. Hiccup had a large hand in his training, too, and he soon showed an affinity for herding both sheep and small dragons, making him invaluable around the village. Lissa liked to joke that once he grew up, he'd keep the entire village full of dragons under control.
Adopted from: Valoris620
Species: Psyche Keeper
Adopted from: Krazykira24
Celestia watches over the element of light. As such, she is extremely attracted to shiny things.
Species: Ballistic Silentwing
Personality: Revenge is, as her name suggests, very vengeful. But that's not the only side to her nature. She's also very nurturing to younger dragons and more forgiving of them than of others. She enjoys flying and doing tricks, but she's very competitive. I don't let her compete, because she'll make it less fun for others.
Adopted from: chameishida
Backstory: I was walking by myself in the woods when I heard a keening yelp. I ran towards the noise, which sounded like an injured dragon. I burst into a clearing to see a baby starstruck being attacked by a boar. Knowing how rare they were, I wanted to save it, so I attacked the boar with nothing but a small dagger. Both I and the starstruck got pretty injured, but I managed to drive off the boar. The dragon and I had to work together to get back to Berk all right. By the time we were done, we'd formed a bond. I called her Baby while we were in the woods, just as a nickname, but she refused to answer to anything else later.
Adopted from: chameishida
Adopted from: chmeishida
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Species: Woodland Sprite
Adopted from: Duskdaybreak
Personality: Ceridwynn is a Welsh name meaning "poetry" and it certainly fits this graceful beauty! She loves the sea, especially the waves, and she likes me to read her poetry. Her call is a series of rythmic clicks.
Adopted from: kimbenoso
Personality: Fierce, but with an insatiable appetite for fish. Kind of a loner, he usually hangs out by himself- or with sharks.
Adopted from: RaxForax
Species: Paranoid Sandskitter
Adopted from: NightmareRebuff (as a reward for participating in a challenge)
Species: Banded Featherlure
Personality: Analog is artistic, drawing much better doodles than Toothless with her muscular tail. They're not as good as a human's, but the objects are recognizable. I've never understood why she was such a loner, since her species usually comes in packs.
Adopted from: Amberleaf
Backstory: Seafoam was one of my very first dragons. I passed her beached on the shore, floundering around and trying to return to the water. It took me a long time to convince her to trust me and let me help her get back into the water, but after that she was always swimming around when I came into the water and bringing me fish to thank me. I'm not sure if this is quite a dragon bond or one of those life-debt things, but I love her all the same whichever it might be.
Adopted from: Maijic
Species: Egg Biter
Personality: (In four words) Quiet, playful, cheerful, motherly
Adopted from: snowflake12298
Backstory (short): Unlike some stories, in which people go out looking for dragons to train, Rush went looking for a human to train. He uses certain noises to get me to do certain things--so I guess I'm pretty well-trained!
Adopted from: snowflake12298
Species: Golden Snitch Dragon
Personality: Rowena is quiet, but not because she's shy. She's more... arrogant. She's highly strategic and constantly creams everyone at chess. She considers humans to be beneath her, but will deign to consort with a few she has deemed worthy.
Backstory: I was glancing out the window of my tower when I first saw her fly past. I was instantly in love with the shimmering swirls of silver on her body, the feathers on her elbows, and her elegant, floating wings. I saw the golden ball she was carrying, carved with words in an elaborate script, but before I could make out the words, she was gone.
It took me weeks to find her again. She was perched on top of the tower, where she apparently made her home, and it was quite a challenge to get up there. She flew away whenever I tried to approach her with a broomstick; she seemed to consider it cheating. So I had to climb. When I reached her, she wouldn't let me approach. She simply rolled the ball towards me, and I saw that every inch was covered in riddles, ones much harder than the ones the common room door usually gave me. She seemed to have collected the best ones for a long time, decades, maybe centuries. I examined them all thoroughly, until I could recite them backwards in my sleep, but I had no idea. Defeated, I was forced to retreat.
I spent hours every day in the library, reading every book remotely related to any of the riddles. It was hard work, but I'm stubborn. After three weeks of hard studying, I was ready. I returned to the tower, and when she returned the ball to me, I answered her riddles. She consented to allow me to come close to her and to touch her. She refused to let me ride her, though.
After that, she came down to the common room sometimes. Sometimes she'd curl up in front of the fire or sit next to me and read over me shoulder as I did my homework--that drove me crazy, because she was constantly making disapproving noises when she felt I did something wrong and always made me second-guess myself, but I got great grades on those assignments! Most of the time, though, she played chess with anyone and everyone who was willing to play her. After the first three times she creamed them, most people weren't willing anymore. But like I said, I'm stubborn. I read books about chess technique, learned from my mistakes, watched her technique as I played her time and time again, and one fateful day, I beat her.
She allowed me to ride on her back for the first time.
I'll never forget that day. It was different entirely from broomstick, hippogriff, winged horse, or any other method of flying I've ever tried, and it was better than any of them. The next day, as I climbed up to her tower as usual, I expected another ride, but I was wrong. She would only grant me a ride after I had beaten her at chess, which was a rare occurence no matter what I did. But it was worth being creamed a thousand times over just for one flight.
Adopted from: IisRandom
Extra facts: This is a Harry Potter-universe dragon. Thus, she belongs to my HP OC Zenna instead of any of my HTTYD OCs. Also, Snitch Dragons are usually much smaller, but Rowena is several centuries old. Future Ravenclaws may well find her atop the tower, but beware. Her riddles only get harder as time goes on.
Species: Shimmering Seascale
Adopted from: CoolerthanDragons
Personality: Ozymandias likes to think he's feirce, and no doubt he was in his younger days. Now, though, he's just a teddy bear. An elderly teddy bear. He hoards shiny things, and he'll do all he can in protection of them, which usually just means sleeping on top of them... very soundly. One time a herd of somethering smokebreaths came through and stole his entire hoard out from under him, and he didn't even twitch.
Adopted from: Ashley40
Species: Frilled Parrotbeak
Adopted from: Cerebellum
Adopted from: Cerebellum
Species: Skull Screamer
Adopted from: Golden Scarlet
Snarl is not tamed. He actually really hates my OC, Allie.
Species: Outrageous Windshrike
Adopted from: NightmareRebuff
Adopted from: Snowflake12298
Species: Triple Stryke
(Short) Backstory: Altus saw Excelsior flying around one day and saw that their coloring was very similar. For some reason, he seemed inclined to trust her, so he followed her home. He was slower to trust Allie, but eventually the pair bonded, though Altus still seemed to prefer Excelsior, and took directions from her more readily than those from Allie.
Adopted from: donnala
Species: This creature actually has no official name, but I call it a Flitterwing.
Backstory: I was walking in the woods when I found its egg. I took it back to Berk and raised it. It became very mischevious, and frightened me by turning into a cocoon for two weeks. I had never seen a species like it before. I suggested it be called a Flitterwing, but the Riders were doubtful.
Names: Nivelle and Solace
Species: Pollen Wing
Personality: Pollen wings are all about taking care of plants. This pair lives in an apple tree near the Great Hall and helps all the plants in Berk grow. Though they're siblings, these dragons are polar opposites. Nivelle loves winter, ice, and snow; Solace's favorite season is summer, the time of sun and warmth. 'Nivelle' means 'snow' in Latin; 'Solace' means 'sun'. Even so, the two work well together.
Species: Elemental Jabberjaw
Adopted From: The Ecliptic Eight
Extra: She's a kind of elemental drago. Her element is (obviously) earth.
Personality: Umbra is a feisty little girl with a nose for trouble. She's also very curious and tries to learn more about everything. By destroying it. Which usually defeats the purpose.
Adopted from: The Ecliptic Eight
Species: Maned Stratofier
Personality: Demeter has a natural mothering instinct, but she doesn't have any children. Instead, her instinct is to protect and help everything that comes her way. She, like most of her species, has a deep-seated hatred for skrills.
Adopted from: mechfighter
Species: Daggermaw Flamestalker
Adopted from: NightmareRebuff
Species: Crying Life Stealer
Adopted from: Golden Scarlet
Species: Tree Eater
Adopted from: Murrish
Species: Bladed Sand Screecher
Personality: Valinor has a love of decoration. She practically makes nests, but she does it using the most shiny and colorful things she can find.
Adopted from: Golden Scarlet
Species: Saber-toothed horntail
Adopted from: Fury of the Night
NON-DRAGON ADOPTABLES BELOW
This is Squee. She's a Pan Puffle, which is not a dragon- I'm not quite sure what it is. Squee is a real prankster. She likes even jumping out and scaring people, but she's adept at more elaborate pranks too. Being able to float around silently helps a lot with that. She can get carried away and hurt someone accidentally, but she would never do it on purpose... unless it was really, really funny. I adopted her from Sky and Ocean.
This is Tiger, a female teenage whale shark. She's a good friend of Mako's. She likes nosing around shipwrecks and looking at all the random stuff inside.
This is Jelly. Don't let her frighten you, she's really very friendly! She does have a bit of a temper, though, and sometimes when I look into her eyes, I seem to feel compelled to do what she wan- What's that, Jelly? You want me to tell them all how wonderful you are? And how amazing, and how... I don't know, that seems a bit excessive... oh, don't make that adorable face, you know I can't resist-
*monotone robot voice* Jelly is wonderful. She is amazing. I have never had a better pet. Jelly is my best friend.
Future dragons- planned to be in-game but I don't have them yet:
Candela Frost Fiyera Arathorn Akari
Riptide Sting (and his namesake) Crypt
Kara Woodsmoke Sunny Dash
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Excelsior Anduril Permafrost
Shine Shadowfax Gwihir
Alibi Santa Claws Jadis
Sunrise Riddle and Enigma Jewel Shadow
Also: Grass and Maud Pie (gronkles), Pinkie and Pie (zippleback), Cadence and Cosecant (deathsongs), Zoomy McZoom (mudraker), Tiger (armorwing), Firebolt (singetail), Rocky (eruptodon), and Incendio (devilish dervish). There might be pictures of these coming. You know, eventually. Once I get around to it.
MagicalPotato drew me this incredible picture of Shadowfax for Christmas:
PROUD MEMBER OF THE SISTERHOOD OF CLAMS!
This is Clament, our mascot
In the Sisterhood, each of
us has a nickname and a
shell. My nickname is Pippin,
and my shell is that white spiral.
Okay, thank you, geekdomalways! XD
Here's my friend's advice:
It must be COMPLETELY ENCLOSED to protect from both wildlife and the elements. She really stressed this.
Most tropical birds can handle temperatures under 75 degrees for only short periods of time. If it's under about 50 they'll have real problems.
To keep predators from getting in, she suggested chicken wire, a very small-weave wire, maybe like 1/8 inch.
That's all her suggestions. I hope this helps!