Post by <{Txepster}> on Aug 12, 2014 19:42:47 GMT -7
Name: Fossick (to hunt for gemstones)
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Australian Bush Brumby
Genetics: ee/Aa/nZ/FlFl
Age: Five
Arrived in MUSTANG: Autumn, Year Ten
Coat Color: 'black' liver flaxen chestnut
Height: 15.3hh
Eye Color: Golden amber
Personality: Foss is a hard one to pinpoint, considering he's a true sweetheart deep down and in person. But get him infront of a crowd or some new sheilas and he'll and he's a little show off. As well can be a bit of a prick sometimes. Just think of the boy who's obnoxious in the classroom but once alone is rather personable and caring. He's still to mature up enough to sustain his own band, but boy does he love to flirt with the sheilas.
On another note he's quite honorable and loyal to family and friends. Once he's claimed you as a friend your his mate for life. And with his nieces and nephews running around he'll be more than welcoming and protective over them as time goes on.
History:
Born to the same sire and dame of the renowned individual, Drover. Fossick was born the last of their parents union as Drover had been their first born. The time difference between these two brothers is so great that Foss is well younger than his eldest brother's children and even about the same age as grand children. Drover had literally been gone from his birth lands so long that he'd hardly met or knew of any of his younger siblings living and prospering.
For Foss as he grew older, his father became weaker with age and sustaining several brutal attacks from bachelor herds and younger band stallions. Fossick's family band began to dwindle to almost nothing as Foss didn't have experience or strength to take on the other stallions to help his father. So atlas Foss' father retired to only keeping, loving and protecting his mother as that was all the old stud could physically handle. With a heavy heart Fossick took leave knowing his journey of life was just beginning.
Following rumors of where his vast many older siblings were, Fossick took on trying to see and catch up with as many as he could. Meeting and befriending many nieces and nephews, finding out that some of them as well as his brothers and sisters were prospering well. And of course heard of several that met ill fates, but nothing can be perfect. Yet Foss had heard of his eldest brother, the stories were grand and legendary. It was said the oldest son had settled in the farthest lands from home and that's where Fossick was determined to go...
So off he goes to meet his big brother Drover...
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