Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2013 15:27:49 GMT -7
Name: Tribal
Gender:Stallion
Breed: Paint x mustang x quarter horse
Age: 7 Years old
Arrived in MUSTANG: Winter, Year 5
Coat Color: Buttermilk buckskin dun
Height: 15.3
Eye Color: Honey brown
Image: staycalmpartyon.deviantart.com/art/Quarter-horse-7-375960276
History:
Tribal was born to a Bachelor King who felt the need to raise his two sons as if they were to become the next Bachelors in charge, they were taught the perfect way to rape a mare and how to drag her back to their island without a sound. The Buckskin had no interest in these matters unlike his half brother, the other colt had a sparkle in his dark blue eyes whenever their dark colored sire came around. As the only time he associated with the colts is when he was teaching them new things, normally teaching by example. By the time Tribal was a two year old, he knew that there was no way in the world that his sire would allow him to stay on the lands without becoming the kind of stallion that he wanted him to be. As a test to see how much the colts had learned, their father brought home two frightened fillies, both about two years old, too young to carry a foal full term, but that didn't bother his father. No, this was just a test to see if the colts had the balls to do something this treacherous. When his filly was presented to him, a pretty little white thing with blue eyes as big as dinner plates she was so terrified, he gave her one look and whispered "Run." And run she did, as soon as it registered in her terrified mind that she was free from the hell she could have endured. As soon as his sire noticed that he wasn't in the company of the white filly anymore his lid flipped and he took a nice chunk out of the colt's shoulder which is why he sports a bite scar on his left shoulder and was kicked out of his father bachelor herd, his half brother was rumored to be "out to get him" for what he disrespectfully did to there sire. After which, Tribe ran in search of a new beginning. Wandering aimlessly, learning stories from the old folk and learning proper ways to care for different situations the now strong and wise stallion wandered into these lands where he swore he would better his family’s name by ruling as a Respectful but very strong King.
Personality:
Tribal is a fairly simple stallion, his lyrics are very deep and a nice ring to them. He is a perfect gentleman for the most part and sees manners as a very important trait to have, all females are called “Lady” or “Miss” occasionally even when on a personal level he will still give you a title when speaking. Coming from such a rough past the stallion wants to do anything in his power to make himself the kind of stallion his father would have curled his nose up at.
Love is a concept that he isn’t quite sure about as he has never witnessed the feeling himself. Of course, he heard plenty of stories of love during his travels, but yet, had never felt those butterflies towards anyone nor did he run across any of those pleasant old couples that have been together since their first season. One day, he may find a mare who changes his perspective on the whole thing, but until then he will remain a bit of a wary romantic.
Loyalty is a big deal to the brute as he is the type who would throw himself into the jaws of the beast in order to save those who mean anything at all to him. Once you have his trust then you know that you will always have a shoulder to cry on or a body guard against the terrors of the world.
Now, let’s not get carried away. Of course, the handsome boy does have a downfall or two, the wariness towards love being one of them and the second being a bit of a temper. Disrespect of any form is probably the most likely way to get the stallion annoyed at the drop of the hat, and will result in some kind of actions. When tribal gets angry its not a pretty site, that and asking about his past. Tribal isn’t one to talk much about himself but will willingly sit there and listen to you yammer on and on for hours without losing interest.