Post by augustine on Jun 8, 2017 12:44:41 GMT -5
Name - Moonraker
Age - two years
Breed - swiss warmblood
Gender - mare
Color - perlino
Height - 16.3
Markings - four stockings
Alliance - demonic
Shape Shift Animal - bob cat
Personality - Moonraker is almost like her mother, except she is a bit more scorned than her mother. She is very proud of herself, even though she thinks that she isn't worthy of almost anything or anybody. She is stuck up and arrogant, but sometimes you can see its just a face that she puts on. She is not as nasty as her mother, but there are a few things that can turn her this way easily. She likes to pay attention to detail and normally will put together a profile on most horses before she even becomes friends with them. She can be quick to anger and very hard to cool down. She likes to be the one to ask questions, though getting answers that she doesn't want to give you will be hard. She also will curse you in Russian, but this only happens when she is the silent angry type. Horrible moods come along now and again for her, it makes her just plain cranky. She does not like to be woken up from sleep, not ever. She is hard headed when it comes to taking orders, she prefers to give them. She is scattered in broken on the inside, though she is pretty fierce because of such a thing.
History - Moonraker was raised by her mother until she was about four months old, when her mother disappeared one day. She had regular visits from her father up until that point, when she went to live with him. Her father always told her that her mother was a crazy bat, who would eat her if she didn't behave. She never quite did believe him, not knowing how sick in the head her mother really was. She never saw her mother that way, but then again she didn't even know why she left.
It only took a couple of weeks before they caught wind that her mother might possible be dead. She told convinced her father to take her looking for her, and on about the second month of their trip, they found her mothers rotting body. The feathers her mother had worn along with the necklace still lay with her body, surprising they where not picked up by scavengers. Carefully her father picked them out of the bones and laid them before her feet. He made the promise to give these too her, when she turned of age or wanted them. It was an okay promise to her, though she wasn't quite sure if she would ever take them.
She took them shortly after her father's death, searching for his killer and what ever ghost of her mother might be left.
Sample Post -
Star missed his sister, she had left the herd about two years ago. It was a rough time for the family and their mother was pregnant again and their father started to abuse her. It was hard for him to see somebody he looked up to abuse somebody that they both loved. His heart had slowly broken and he just wanted to leave. When his siblings where born, thats when he knew he had to leave. His father was starting to act weird and differently towards their mother, causing a lot of disharmony within the small herd. The day he left was hard on him, causing a bunch of mental pain but he held on.
It took him the next year to track down where his sister had gone. She had a unquine coloring that could only be given to them by their mother and father together. It was strange how she ended up being the spotted one and he was solid in color. Shaking his head, he knew he needed to speak with her. But he had been doing other things around this land, even leaving his own mark on the world. He had met a young mare who asked him for a child, it confused him on the inside but he knew never to deny a lady her wish. The mare seemed older and lonely, which only tugged on his heart a little bit more.
Shaking his head from deep within the thoughts of the past, he realized soon where he stood. The entrance to the valley was a lovely place, a place he had only thought about going. The cold, bitter wind picked up and smacked him across the face. It was a rather shocking, but he knew this time of year was always bitter and cold. It would be their sisters favorite time, after all it was all she ever talked about. And like a ghost in the night, something familiar came across with the breeze. Tan hooves hit the earth as the stallion traveled down the trail, looking every direction for the familiar sight of a spotted mare.
He pulled to a halt when he saw her, standing there between two large trees. He wasn't sure if she could see or smell him, after all the bitter wind could knock your senses out. The blue roan moved slowly, hoping as he got closer that he would finally be able to find his twin. She was small enough to match her, but would she really be the one? Letting out a deep breath, he watched his breath turn into a mist and disappear into the cold air. "Starlight? Starlight is that really you?" he asked, his voice hitched in his throat. He stopped about seven foot away from both her and the trees.
Picture - valycon.deviantart.com/art/A-Careful-Devil-s-Irony-475263482
Age - two years
Breed - swiss warmblood
Gender - mare
Color - perlino
Height - 16.3
Markings - four stockings
Alliance - demonic
Shape Shift Animal - bob cat
Personality - Moonraker is almost like her mother, except she is a bit more scorned than her mother. She is very proud of herself, even though she thinks that she isn't worthy of almost anything or anybody. She is stuck up and arrogant, but sometimes you can see its just a face that she puts on. She is not as nasty as her mother, but there are a few things that can turn her this way easily. She likes to pay attention to detail and normally will put together a profile on most horses before she even becomes friends with them. She can be quick to anger and very hard to cool down. She likes to be the one to ask questions, though getting answers that she doesn't want to give you will be hard. She also will curse you in Russian, but this only happens when she is the silent angry type. Horrible moods come along now and again for her, it makes her just plain cranky. She does not like to be woken up from sleep, not ever. She is hard headed when it comes to taking orders, she prefers to give them. She is scattered in broken on the inside, though she is pretty fierce because of such a thing.
History - Moonraker was raised by her mother until she was about four months old, when her mother disappeared one day. She had regular visits from her father up until that point, when she went to live with him. Her father always told her that her mother was a crazy bat, who would eat her if she didn't behave. She never quite did believe him, not knowing how sick in the head her mother really was. She never saw her mother that way, but then again she didn't even know why she left.
It only took a couple of weeks before they caught wind that her mother might possible be dead. She told convinced her father to take her looking for her, and on about the second month of their trip, they found her mothers rotting body. The feathers her mother had worn along with the necklace still lay with her body, surprising they where not picked up by scavengers. Carefully her father picked them out of the bones and laid them before her feet. He made the promise to give these too her, when she turned of age or wanted them. It was an okay promise to her, though she wasn't quite sure if she would ever take them.
She took them shortly after her father's death, searching for his killer and what ever ghost of her mother might be left.
Sample Post -
Star missed his sister, she had left the herd about two years ago. It was a rough time for the family and their mother was pregnant again and their father started to abuse her. It was hard for him to see somebody he looked up to abuse somebody that they both loved. His heart had slowly broken and he just wanted to leave. When his siblings where born, thats when he knew he had to leave. His father was starting to act weird and differently towards their mother, causing a lot of disharmony within the small herd. The day he left was hard on him, causing a bunch of mental pain but he held on.
It took him the next year to track down where his sister had gone. She had a unquine coloring that could only be given to them by their mother and father together. It was strange how she ended up being the spotted one and he was solid in color. Shaking his head, he knew he needed to speak with her. But he had been doing other things around this land, even leaving his own mark on the world. He had met a young mare who asked him for a child, it confused him on the inside but he knew never to deny a lady her wish. The mare seemed older and lonely, which only tugged on his heart a little bit more.
Shaking his head from deep within the thoughts of the past, he realized soon where he stood. The entrance to the valley was a lovely place, a place he had only thought about going. The cold, bitter wind picked up and smacked him across the face. It was a rather shocking, but he knew this time of year was always bitter and cold. It would be their sisters favorite time, after all it was all she ever talked about. And like a ghost in the night, something familiar came across with the breeze. Tan hooves hit the earth as the stallion traveled down the trail, looking every direction for the familiar sight of a spotted mare.
He pulled to a halt when he saw her, standing there between two large trees. He wasn't sure if she could see or smell him, after all the bitter wind could knock your senses out. The blue roan moved slowly, hoping as he got closer that he would finally be able to find his twin. She was small enough to match her, but would she really be the one? Letting out a deep breath, he watched his breath turn into a mist and disappear into the cold air. "Starlight? Starlight is that really you?" he asked, his voice hitched in his throat. He stopped about seven foot away from both her and the trees.
Picture - valycon.deviantart.com/art/A-Careful-Devil-s-Irony-475263482