Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2014 12:05:48 GMT -7
Name: Numinex
Gender: Mare
Breed: Arabian
Genetics: N/A
Age: 8 years
Arrived in MUSTANG: Spring, Year 10
Coat Color: Black
Height: 15.1hh
Eye Color: Amber
Personality: Stone cold would be a very simple way of describing this girl but, to be perfectly honest, there's nothing simple about her. Unafraid of death and what it may bring, she lives her life on the edge. Adrenaline pumps madly through her veins even when she is fast asleep, always on alert and ready to spring into action. At only eight years of age, though, Numinex can't help but wonder if this should be the life she chooses to live out. It's a fulfilling life, there is no doubt there, but it's a dangerous life. There are other options that are just as fulfilling but not nearly as dangerous, right? Until she discovers the answer, this delicate little wildflower will continue on doing what she's doing; living life without even the slightest hint of fear, worry, or sorrow.
History: Born into a small band of pure Arabian horses, Numinex knew what it was like to live a pampered lifestyle. It was absolutely, positively boring, being constantly smothered with affection and gifts. Her mother had been one of the highest ranking mares in the band, highly preferred by the leading stallion, and so she had been the center of attention among the small group for her first two years of life. It was enough to drive the wild child even more wild than normal. By the age of three, she wanted nothing to do with her family; she wanted no more of their love, affection, and gifts galore. No, she was ready to take care of herself. Her father was not so pleased to hear such a thing though, as no mare had ever before left his band. She would be the first. Numinex left under the cover of night one cool summer's eve, flying over the sands of her native homeland like an eagle. Her feet barely seemed to touch the ground as she ran. She didn't stop running until the sun rose in the sky the next morning, grasping her in breathtaking heat. She hated this heat, this sun, this sand, she hated all of it because it was nothing but a reminder of what she was leaving behind. And so she would leave this desert, never to return. No one has heard from her since and she doesn't plan on being recognized or anything of the sort. She is her own being now, uninfluenced by family; her own mind, heart, and soul.
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: Still 10
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: Nothing I notice yet
Where did you find us?: Kezz found me ^^
What would you like to be called?: Jessi