Post by distant on Feb 1, 2011 0:00:13 GMT -5
~Name~
Mistwind
~Gender~
Stallion
~Personality~
-Day Dreamer: He never keeps his thoughts on earth, always thinking somewhere else.
-Skittish: He's always on edge not really trusting anyone until he thinks they can be trusted. Even the gentlest soul would have to be patient in gaining his trust.
-Brave: Even though he has trust issues, he can still put up a fight when needed. If he's put in a situation he's not comfortable with he will lash out and let you know in any way possible.
~Physical Description~
Mistwind is a purebred Andalusian. Being born too two grey parents he came into the world a pure black horse with intense blue eyes. as he reached four months old Mistwind still carried the black coat, but his mane and tale faded in colour soon turning white. His mother said it was genetics taking a turn.
As the adult he is now, Mistwind stands at 16.4 hh on long, lean legs. he has a large head fitted perfectly on a sturdy, muscled neck. his eyes are round and serious making him look like he hates everybody. but beneath the stare are those sky blues eyes.
When he walks it's like a march, a slow and haunting march, as he canters it's like the thunder sought him out and decided to unleash it's fury on the earth.
~History~
Mistwind's life growing up is short and sad he was born into a herd of all greys and being the only black horse or foal.
He was well loved in the herd, he played with the other foals every day, in the most greenest of meadows.
Unfortunately Mistwind's mother was killed by a pack of wolves and since he didn't have his mother anymore none of the other mares wanted to take him in, even though he was friends with all of them he was suddenly left alone, even his farther didn't want to look after him, since he had no part in his upbringing.
since the sudden change he walked at the back of the herd and always reached the best grassy spots last.
When he reached maturity his father could no longer tolerate him in the herd and kicked him out.
Finally Mistwind was left alone and has become to not trust anyone around for he fears of being turned against. But the things he wants the most is a mate he can trust, and can love, something that his herd failed to do.
Mistwind
~Gender~
Stallion
~Personality~
-Day Dreamer: He never keeps his thoughts on earth, always thinking somewhere else.
-Skittish: He's always on edge not really trusting anyone until he thinks they can be trusted. Even the gentlest soul would have to be patient in gaining his trust.
-Brave: Even though he has trust issues, he can still put up a fight when needed. If he's put in a situation he's not comfortable with he will lash out and let you know in any way possible.
~Physical Description~
Mistwind is a purebred Andalusian. Being born too two grey parents he came into the world a pure black horse with intense blue eyes. as he reached four months old Mistwind still carried the black coat, but his mane and tale faded in colour soon turning white. His mother said it was genetics taking a turn.
As the adult he is now, Mistwind stands at 16.4 hh on long, lean legs. he has a large head fitted perfectly on a sturdy, muscled neck. his eyes are round and serious making him look like he hates everybody. but beneath the stare are those sky blues eyes.
When he walks it's like a march, a slow and haunting march, as he canters it's like the thunder sought him out and decided to unleash it's fury on the earth.
~History~
Mistwind's life growing up is short and sad he was born into a herd of all greys and being the only black horse or foal.
He was well loved in the herd, he played with the other foals every day, in the most greenest of meadows.
Unfortunately Mistwind's mother was killed by a pack of wolves and since he didn't have his mother anymore none of the other mares wanted to take him in, even though he was friends with all of them he was suddenly left alone, even his farther didn't want to look after him, since he had no part in his upbringing.
since the sudden change he walked at the back of the herd and always reached the best grassy spots last.
When he reached maturity his father could no longer tolerate him in the herd and kicked him out.
Finally Mistwind was left alone and has become to not trust anyone around for he fears of being turned against. But the things he wants the most is a mate he can trust, and can love, something that his herd failed to do.
