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Caeser
Nov 6, 2010 22:50:53 GMT -5
Post by 14amendi on Nov 6, 2010 22:50:53 GMT -5
c a e s a r ____________________________________
AGE two
GENDER male (colt)
PERSONALITY Caesar is is quite the pathetic thing for a soon-to-be stallion. He doesn't have any qualities normally attributed to a strong, young stallion. Or a soon-to-be one. He is quite, shy, reserved. Just to name a few of his traits. Because he was abandoned at a young age he feels he can never really trust anyone. He doesn't really enjoy being with others of his species because he feels he needs to live up to their expectations. It would take a while and a lot of coaxing for him to actually ever trust anyone completely. Because of this, he is not very loyal. He wouldn't go to the ends of the earth for his friends. He wouldn't sacrifice himself for others. He grew up looking out for himself and himself only and will continue doing that for likely the rest of his life. This isn't saying he is pessimistic. It's simply saying that Caesar is realistic. The world is harsh and he is prepared to take it head on.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION Caesar hasn't quite grown out of his gangly colt stage yet. He's about 14 hands at the moment and will probably grow a bit more before he's done. He's mostly legs. He has a cremello coat with dark blue eyes. His very light coat makes him very noticeable, something that Caesar doesn't really enjoy. He will occasionally roll in mud in order to hide his coat. Though it never does much good. If you look in the right light you can tell that he has a white blaze, though most never notice it. His mane and tail are short and wirey.
HISTORY Caesar was born to a mother in a small herd. The lead stallion, his father, three mares including his mother, and one other foal. He was born completely out of lust and nothing more. His mother and father never felt anything for each other. Nonetheless, things were generally good until something happened. As the small herd was walking over some rocky and mountainous terrain, Caesar slipped a bit and injured himself quite well. Because the small group were moving through another, significantly larger, herd's territory the small herd were traveling fast and hoping to be unnoticed. They couldn't afford to have him slow them down and left him. Alone and helpless around the age of 7 months. Miraculously, he managed to survive and has found his way here.
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