Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2014 7:41:10 GMT -7
Name: Felice
Gender: Mare
Breed: Arabian/Mustang
Genetics: N/A
Age: 3 years old
Arrived in MUSTANG: Winter, Year 11
Coat Color: Charcoal coat with two white corsets, on her front legs and two white stockings, on her back legs.
Height: 15hh
Eye Color: Blue
Personality: She is a hyper girl, always seeming to have a smile on her maw. She loves to run more then anything, and act like a foal. One of her dreams is to start a family of her own, or eventually join a herd and do so. The simple things, like fresh dew on grass, and the sweet scent of a newly born foal, are the rewards in life. Yet despite seeming so well rounded in nature, there is a side to her that is darker, more depressed, a side she keeps hidden with a soft grin, or a gentle smile. This side of her is the insecure, self pitiful part of her that holds her back from doing things she otherwise wouldn't hesitate to do.This comes from being on the bottom of thetotem pole in her old herd, and eventuallyhaving been kicked out. But we'll get to that later. Common things for one to think when seeing her are thinking she is sweet, kind, or just plain pitiful.
History:Born into a small herd, she wasn't even supposed to be a member of it in the first place. Her mother had wandered off and had a foal with an enemy rogue, so when she got back imagine her surprise at being pregnant.Months later and the young foal was born. The mother was allowed to nurse her until she was old enough to be weaned. Life, up until then, was not easy. Other foals were allowed to nip and taunt her, and the lead stallion made sure she knew her place. Not being of the lead studs blood was seemingly ashameful thing all its own. As she grew up, she grew to have the elegant figure of anarabian, yet the speed and agility, and indeed endurance... of her father, the mustang. Although only half arabian, she does look almost like a full arabian, save for her head being of near normal size. Other then that,she holds the slenderness of an arabian, and the wildness of a mustang. When weaned her lead chased her out, leaving her with bite marks all over her flea ridden coat. Sheescaped and lived as a nomad, beginning toappreciate life. Occasionally she would take a place in a herd, only to leave in the dead of night. Finally, after a harem took her in, she was brought to this land and finally decided to search one last time for anew herd, for a new home.. somewhere.. where she would belong.
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], whatwould you rate MUSTANG?: Ten!
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: Can't think of anything.
Where did you find us?: On an affiliate of galador.
What would you like to be called?: In OOC, Stephanie/Steph is fine.