Post by Narcissa on Feb 13, 2011 23:27:26 GMT -5
Name: Narcissa
Gender: Mare
Personality:
Her name can be misleading. Narcissa isn't the self centered and vain creature that her name may make you think. She's proud and confident, as well as a bit icy at times. She doesn't take kindly to being mistreated. These traits may be percieved however others may wish, she could care less. She's not totally heartless though. Those who gain her trust and friendship will be hard pressed to find another friend like her.
Physical Description:
Narcissa is of pure Andalusian breed. Her coat is soft and colored the same as the clouds overhead. Her eyes are an icy blue that either sharpens or softens depending on her emotion. Narcissa's voice is smooth and soft, but can be cold as ice when her temper flares. Her mane and tail remained thick and full as she grew into a young adult.
At four years old, she stands at a height of 16 hands on lithe legs. Her head is perfectly perprotioned to the rest of her, not to big or small. Her body is toned and lean, not powerfully muscled like the stallions of her breed. Her walk is quit elegant and graceful, as is her canter. Her mother always told her this was important, should she need to impress a stallion.
History:
Narcissa was born into a rather large herd. Her mother was grey as opposed to the foal she gave birth to. Her mother was loving and gentle with her precious foal. Narcissa had been her grandmother's name and her mother decided she would be called the same, but Cissy for short. She had a fairly normal upbringing, running around with the other foals in the herd. Her father wasn't around, which was understandable, having obligations to the herd to be a protector and leader. Her life was easy and fun. She always felt safe and protected, secure and care free. It wasn't long before she blossomed into a young mare. Narcissa's mother gave her the knowledge of how to survive. It wasn't until a few months ago that her little perfect world was rocked. Her mother and others were killed by the raging inferno that destroyed her home. She ran and ran and ran until she was lost. Thats how she ended up here...in new lands...and maybe a new home.
Gender: Mare
Personality:
Her name can be misleading. Narcissa isn't the self centered and vain creature that her name may make you think. She's proud and confident, as well as a bit icy at times. She doesn't take kindly to being mistreated. These traits may be percieved however others may wish, she could care less. She's not totally heartless though. Those who gain her trust and friendship will be hard pressed to find another friend like her.
Physical Description:
Narcissa is of pure Andalusian breed. Her coat is soft and colored the same as the clouds overhead. Her eyes are an icy blue that either sharpens or softens depending on her emotion. Narcissa's voice is smooth and soft, but can be cold as ice when her temper flares. Her mane and tail remained thick and full as she grew into a young adult.
At four years old, she stands at a height of 16 hands on lithe legs. Her head is perfectly perprotioned to the rest of her, not to big or small. Her body is toned and lean, not powerfully muscled like the stallions of her breed. Her walk is quit elegant and graceful, as is her canter. Her mother always told her this was important, should she need to impress a stallion.
History:
Narcissa was born into a rather large herd. Her mother was grey as opposed to the foal she gave birth to. Her mother was loving and gentle with her precious foal. Narcissa had been her grandmother's name and her mother decided she would be called the same, but Cissy for short. She had a fairly normal upbringing, running around with the other foals in the herd. Her father wasn't around, which was understandable, having obligations to the herd to be a protector and leader. Her life was easy and fun. She always felt safe and protected, secure and care free. It wasn't long before she blossomed into a young mare. Narcissa's mother gave her the knowledge of how to survive. It wasn't until a few months ago that her little perfect world was rocked. Her mother and others were killed by the raging inferno that destroyed her home. She ran and ran and ran until she was lost. Thats how she ended up here...in new lands...and maybe a new home.
