Post by Star on Dec 7, 2009 20:48:59 GMT -8
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Comanche Indian
[/size][/font]Age:5 years
Breed:Gypsy Vanner
Gender:Stallion
Alliance: Neutral
Appearance:
Comanche is as black as a crow,with a pie bald face,thick white feathers,white on his right hind knee,flanks,and goes up under his belly.He has a white stripe on his left hip and goes down his haunches.He has a long thick black mane that stays messy most of the time,with a long thick black tail,and black eyes,that very very rarely can be seen as dark brown,he also stands 16.4hh
Personality:
Comanche loves to fight,wars,battles,or just plan old horse to horse fight.He was once a herd Alpha,until another draft about the same size came along,pushing him down to the bottom.Comanche soon showed that draft just how powerful he was..He is not one to be bossed, or pushed around.He will not stand to see a mare hurt if she does not deserve to be hurt.He loves the taste of blood,and the way is sparkles in the night light of the moon and stars...his favorite time of the day is night.He is very powerful draft,brave,fearless,and will not run.He will attempt to jump down a water fall.He is different from most horses,there are horses that are good and horses that are evil...Comanche...is both.Can you trust him?can you love him?You never really know until you try...that is if your brave enough to.He is very mysterious,dark,daring,and different,he looks He hopes to work his way up to beta one day,and maybe even alpha.He also is waiting for that one mare to come along,but Will you dare yourself to come near him?If so will you meet your nightmare?a best friend?a mate?your death?
Past:
Comanche Was born in a herd far off on the plans of Texas.His mother an escaped brood/show mare from a nearby farm.His father a wild Gypsy that roamed the plains,with a small herd that fallowed close behind him.He had 4 prized mares but never a lead mare.Non of them seemed to be that...mare he was looking for,until Comanche's mother showed up one day,her and few others got out when someone left the gate open.His father stood a far off and his eyes began to twinkle with wounder,and so he took off to see what was going on,and so he would meet the mare of his dreams.And so of coarse they fell in love,and they had their ups and downs,and soon..Comanche..cute and fuzzy,long legged and big boned.thick tiny mane and tail.He was adorable.But..soon after his birth,his mother died,not being able to give birth to another foal,the first one she had,when she was at the farm,she had trouble with,and humans helped but this time no humans.So he grew up with out a mother.His father's heart broke,and he turned away from the prized mares he had.He loved her more than anything,and all he had left was Comanche,and so he would take the best of care of him..or he would try.Comanche had to drink mostly water and if one of the foaling mare's was kind enough,he would drink from them.He often wondered off getting into a lot of trouble and danger,he came close to death many many times,cougars,coyotes,wolves,wild hogs,bears,panthers,wild stallion's looking for a mare to steal,but once he was a year old his father had become so very very weak,that he began taking care of the herd some.He was taller that most yearlings,and stronger than most too,he could kill carnivores,and most of the time fight off other stallions,but he hasn't always won.He has fallen in love many times,and he has fallen out of love,but as he got older,the less he fell in love,he would rather wait for that one mare to come along,but once he reached 2 years,his father died leaving him by his self.Comanche had to stay up all hours of the night,because now that the alpha was gone,predators were coming left and right.Comanche tried to get use to it,and tried fighting off everything that dare to tired near,and he tried to keep the herd safe. 2 more years passed by and Comanche weakened and one black and tan stag saw this,he took advantage on this moment and thrashed Comanche around evil laughter filled the land.Comanche fled,leaving the herd to its dome.He stayed in the mountain's gathering up his strength,he ran and ran and climbed and climbed,he rested and rested,and did everything he could to work off his anger,and sadness,but it made it worse,he saw what the stallion was doing,he was force breeding all the mares,and chasing off the colts and killing the other stallions.Comanche's anger bubbled up and burned and then,as he ran long side a river,he leaped falling down the falls,into the water.not a sound was made.But something could be seen,he emerged from the falls and out of the water,lightning flashed through them and thunder could be heard overhead.He charged forward toward the hard,not one sweat broke out.He rammed the stallion and the fight was on.It didn't last long,for now the stallion was dead.Now Comanche would kill all of his colts and fillies that would be born,so none of his vileness would be seen there.He took good care of the herd and tried to make it a happy place,But the herd got to were they feared him after he killed the foals,and he just turned depressed,and disappeared giving up on his life there,letting some other stallion take the place of him there.
Comanche wants to start his life over and begin a new herd.He has wandered around from place to place and now he has found a place that he considers to stay.
Allaince:neutral
[/size]Breed:Gypsy Vanner
Gender:Stallion
Alliance: Neutral
Appearance:
Comanche is as black as a crow,with a pie bald face,thick white feathers,white on his right hind knee,flanks,and goes up under his belly.He has a white stripe on his left hip and goes down his haunches.He has a long thick black mane that stays messy most of the time,with a long thick black tail,and black eyes,that very very rarely can be seen as dark brown,he also stands 16.4hh
Personality:
Comanche loves to fight,wars,battles,or just plan old horse to horse fight.He was once a herd Alpha,until another draft about the same size came along,pushing him down to the bottom.Comanche soon showed that draft just how powerful he was..He is not one to be bossed, or pushed around.He will not stand to see a mare hurt if she does not deserve to be hurt.He loves the taste of blood,and the way is sparkles in the night light of the moon and stars...his favorite time of the day is night.He is very powerful draft,brave,fearless,and will not run.He will attempt to jump down a water fall.He is different from most horses,there are horses that are good and horses that are evil...Comanche...is both.Can you trust him?can you love him?You never really know until you try...that is if your brave enough to.He is very mysterious,dark,daring,and different,he looks He hopes to work his way up to beta one day,and maybe even alpha.He also is waiting for that one mare to come along,but Will you dare yourself to come near him?If so will you meet your nightmare?a best friend?a mate?your death?
Past:
Comanche Was born in a herd far off on the plans of Texas.His mother an escaped brood/show mare from a nearby farm.His father a wild Gypsy that roamed the plains,with a small herd that fallowed close behind him.He had 4 prized mares but never a lead mare.Non of them seemed to be that...mare he was looking for,until Comanche's mother showed up one day,her and few others got out when someone left the gate open.His father stood a far off and his eyes began to twinkle with wounder,and so he took off to see what was going on,and so he would meet the mare of his dreams.And so of coarse they fell in love,and they had their ups and downs,and soon..Comanche..cute and fuzzy,long legged and big boned.thick tiny mane and tail.He was adorable.But..soon after his birth,his mother died,not being able to give birth to another foal,the first one she had,when she was at the farm,she had trouble with,and humans helped but this time no humans.So he grew up with out a mother.His father's heart broke,and he turned away from the prized mares he had.He loved her more than anything,and all he had left was Comanche,and so he would take the best of care of him..or he would try.Comanche had to drink mostly water and if one of the foaling mare's was kind enough,he would drink from them.He often wondered off getting into a lot of trouble and danger,he came close to death many many times,cougars,coyotes,wolves,wild hogs,bears,panthers,wild stallion's looking for a mare to steal,but once he was a year old his father had become so very very weak,that he began taking care of the herd some.He was taller that most yearlings,and stronger than most too,he could kill carnivores,and most of the time fight off other stallions,but he hasn't always won.He has fallen in love many times,and he has fallen out of love,but as he got older,the less he fell in love,he would rather wait for that one mare to come along,but once he reached 2 years,his father died leaving him by his self.Comanche had to stay up all hours of the night,because now that the alpha was gone,predators were coming left and right.Comanche tried to get use to it,and tried fighting off everything that dare to tired near,and he tried to keep the herd safe. 2 more years passed by and Comanche weakened and one black and tan stag saw this,he took advantage on this moment and thrashed Comanche around evil laughter filled the land.Comanche fled,leaving the herd to its dome.He stayed in the mountain's gathering up his strength,he ran and ran and climbed and climbed,he rested and rested,and did everything he could to work off his anger,and sadness,but it made it worse,he saw what the stallion was doing,he was force breeding all the mares,and chasing off the colts and killing the other stallions.Comanche's anger bubbled up and burned and then,as he ran long side a river,he leaped falling down the falls,into the water.not a sound was made.But something could be seen,he emerged from the falls and out of the water,lightning flashed through them and thunder could be heard overhead.He charged forward toward the hard,not one sweat broke out.He rammed the stallion and the fight was on.It didn't last long,for now the stallion was dead.Now Comanche would kill all of his colts and fillies that would be born,so none of his vileness would be seen there.He took good care of the herd and tried to make it a happy place,But the herd got to were they feared him after he killed the foals,and he just turned depressed,and disappeared giving up on his life there,letting some other stallion take the place of him there.
Comanche wants to start his life over and begin a new herd.He has wandered around from place to place and now he has found a place that he considers to stay.
Allaince:neutral
Southern Belle
Age:3 years
Breed:Gypsy Vanner
Gender:Mare
Alliance: Neutral
Appearance:
Belle is a snow white with dappled gray on her chest, front legs,neck,side hips,flanks,side of rump,and light dapples on face.She has a long thin sliver mane and tail,thick sliver feathers,smoke gray muzzle with a pink snip,and dark brown eyes.
Personality:
Belle is really sweet,kind,motherly natured mare.She loves the spring and winter time,and loves the warm of the sun,and swimming.She loves watching the foals play and run and jump in the air.She is very intelligent,beautiful,gracious and she does have a temper.But in all her honey sweet glow she will not be pushed to the bottom of the ranking.She will find her spot and will stay there,and its not way up high in the ranking and its not at the far end.She can be rather mean.She hates mares who think they know everything and their the most beautiful,and stallions who think they can just take what they want and act big and bad,but show how big and how bad they really are.She likes to fight,and will fight,she loves the smell of blood,but hates the looks or the taste of it.She is different than most mares,she likes to get involved in the fights,and loves to help in any way she can.She loves lightning but hates storms,loves winds and wishes it would rain.She hopes one day to find a place to call home,and find a stallion to love her,and to start a family with..who will it be?will she find a home?Will she ever be happy again?but more of her personality will be reviled later on...right now i ran out of stuff to put down.
Past:
Belle's mother lived in a herd,but her father was just an old stud horse that had gotten out,from a nearby farm.Her mother didn't really care much for Belle because of who she had her by.So she ignored her,only letting her nurse and nothing more.Once belle was a weanling her mother tricked her,when the herd was getting ready to move to a different place,she told belle that they were just going to find some more horses that they would be back.Oh but they never did.She was young frightened,cold and didn't know what to do,until an old old mare who happened along the way,took her in.She tried teaching her left and right,right and wrong,good and bad,but sometimes she wouldn't listen.When belle was 19 months old the old mare died.And belle was on her own.she learned the greatness of this world and the downfall it as well.She got into danger and came close to death many times,and yet she is still here.Once she was 2 she left the terrible place.
She has wandered this planet in search of home,looking for the right place,and a someone to love her,and start a family with.maybe one day she will find it.
Allaince:neutral
Breed:Gypsy Vanner
Gender:Mare
Alliance: Neutral
Appearance:
Belle is a snow white with dappled gray on her chest, front legs,neck,side hips,flanks,side of rump,and light dapples on face.She has a long thin sliver mane and tail,thick sliver feathers,smoke gray muzzle with a pink snip,and dark brown eyes.
Personality:
Belle is really sweet,kind,motherly natured mare.She loves the spring and winter time,and loves the warm of the sun,and swimming.She loves watching the foals play and run and jump in the air.She is very intelligent,beautiful,gracious and she does have a temper.But in all her honey sweet glow she will not be pushed to the bottom of the ranking.She will find her spot and will stay there,and its not way up high in the ranking and its not at the far end.She can be rather mean.She hates mares who think they know everything and their the most beautiful,and stallions who think they can just take what they want and act big and bad,but show how big and how bad they really are.She likes to fight,and will fight,she loves the smell of blood,but hates the looks or the taste of it.She is different than most mares,she likes to get involved in the fights,and loves to help in any way she can.She loves lightning but hates storms,loves winds and wishes it would rain.She hopes one day to find a place to call home,and find a stallion to love her,and to start a family with..who will it be?will she find a home?Will she ever be happy again?but more of her personality will be reviled later on...right now i ran out of stuff to put down.
Past:
Belle's mother lived in a herd,but her father was just an old stud horse that had gotten out,from a nearby farm.Her mother didn't really care much for Belle because of who she had her by.So she ignored her,only letting her nurse and nothing more.Once belle was a weanling her mother tricked her,when the herd was getting ready to move to a different place,she told belle that they were just going to find some more horses that they would be back.Oh but they never did.She was young frightened,cold and didn't know what to do,until an old old mare who happened along the way,took her in.She tried teaching her left and right,right and wrong,good and bad,but sometimes she wouldn't listen.When belle was 19 months old the old mare died.And belle was on her own.she learned the greatness of this world and the downfall it as well.She got into danger and came close to death many times,and yet she is still here.Once she was 2 she left the terrible place.
She has wandered this planet in search of home,looking for the right place,and a someone to love her,and start a family with.maybe one day she will find it.
Allaince:neutral
OOC;I hope you like!
i think its too much but, yea up to you.
