Post by Sacoorah on Jun 9, 2017 21:05:04 GMT -5
Name -
Sofeia (Means Truthspeaker)
Age - 5 Years
Breed -
American Saddlebred x Andalusian x American Paint Horse x Tennessee Walking Horse x Georgian Grande Horse
Gender -
Mare
Color - Classic Champagne Minimal Overo with Pale Greyish-green eyes
Height - 17 Hands
Markings -
Overo spot on right side of neck, high white stocking on right hind leg, white stocking on right foreleg and left hindleg, white sock on left foreleg and a white blaze, and the feather mark on my chest marking my alliance.
Alliance - Feather
Shape Shift Animal -
Clouded Leopard
Personality - Soefeia is a quiet, calm, kind, secretive, loyal, and wise mare. She's also sweet and caring and would love to have a family of her own. But being slightly shy and secretive it is a little hard for Soefeia to put herself out there to really meet any others, though she does have quite a bit of knowledge to share with others and she would like to eventually share it with everyone she can, but for now, she's just glad to observe her surroundings and her herd mates. Soefeia loves watching things unfold from a perch up a tree and can often be found lazing about in one during the day. Soefeia is also playful and wants to take in any abandoned or injured young thing no matter what it is. She also loves to stargaze and if she's not in a tree she can be found in an open place or at the top of a tree and doing just that. Soefeia also despises the idea of physical confrontation and would rather try to talk things out before there is ever any bloodshed.
History - Soefeia's ancestors were the first to arrive here in these beautiful lands. Soon, they had expanded and taken over many territories and soon the things that had been going well for them began to change and things started dividing and falling apart, or at least that is what her ancestors told her gret grandparents who in turn told their children and the stories started being passed down to each child that was born to the Feathers. Soefeia was born to such a pair of equines they told her stories of the time as well. When her parents passed away, Soefeia remained in the trees where she had been born and soon, she discovered that when she wanted to and really concentrates on it, she can change her entire being into a small, beautiful dusky grey Clouded Leopard with pale greyish-green eyes. She likes this form because it allows her a chance to get way from something that was getting too uncomfortable for her. It is also in this form that Soefeia will sleep, high up in an old, ancient redwood in the forest of her ruler Eleanor. Each day when she wakes Soefeia will climb down from her small den and when her paws touch ground, she will shift back to her sleek equine shape and she will practice with her element for a few hours before returning to her trees to watch and observe her surroundings, waiting to see what was going to happen to them all as this new challenge rising up around them unfolds and she figures out where her final loyalties will lie.
Sample Post - Her eyelids fluttered just a little as the first meager light of the day crept its way through the opening of her den. Yawning the, sleek clouded leopard yawned and opened her eyes as she rose and stretched. Poking her head out of her bedroom, Soefeia yawned again as she let the dappled sunlight warm her dusky coat. Smiling again Soefeia started her descent to the floor of the forest. As her paws touched the ground, Soefeia gave a mighty shake of her frame and her small form grew to her usual seventeen hand equine form. Switching her champagne coloured tail against her flanks Soefeia stretched out that frame too and then started her work with the air.
She hadn't mastered it all yet, but she was starting to be able to actually have the air take forms and she was able to shape and bend it to form streamers to reach out with. Satisfied with that little bit Soefeia started to walk through the trees of her home. Touching each trunk she passed Soefeia smiled it felt wonderful to touch those trees each day. As she passed by the trees she thought she heard a tiny noise beside one of them and it gave the Spanish-bred mare pause as she scanned for the source. It took her a few minutes, but soon, Soefeia noticed a tiny little thing making pitiful cries at the base. Stepping closer to it, Soefeia drew on her elemental powers and began to carefully weave a tiny nest of air to cradle the fledgling bird.
Soefeia thought he might be an eagle. As she had the fledgling cradled in the air nest Soefeia scanned the trees looking for the nest he may have fallen from. A ways up the trunk but not fr enough that the fall would kill him, Soefeia noticed the nest with a hole at the side of the base. He must have fallen through that. Smiling, Soefeia concentrated a little and while still holding the weaves of Air she had, she became the cat again. Easier to return the baby bird to his nest in that form, she hadn't quite mastered lifting the air nest to the actual nest yet. With some weaves on the nest she sent out a few more to gather twigs, mud and needles to patch the hole in the nest. With all she wanted gathered, Soefeia began to climb the tree to return the fledgling to his nest and patch the whole.
As she settled him in the nest, Soefeia realized he was an owl and one of two babies in the nest. Patching the small hole as best she could Soefeia descended the tree quickly, changed form and continued to walk her way through her home. As she drew close to the edge of the forest, Soefeia noticed her leader and offered her a respectful greeting as she settled to observe the world before them. Soefeia knew she and Eleanor were the only descendants of the original founders that were here right now and Soefeia was worried what might happen to them in the long run. With so few of them left, they could not afford the loss of any more life.
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Picture -
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