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Post by Puzzle on Apr 21, 2011 7:54:02 GMT -5
Chaos Walker
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AGE 9
GENDER Stallion
PERSONALITY Although quite mature in age Chaos is very very easily excited. The slightest thing will cause him to charge off, bucking and squeeling for no reason but pure hyperness. Despite his excitable nature, when he is calm he will listen just not for long. His attention span is quite short, his mind easily wandering towards anything that catches his eye. Chaos is very easy going when it comes to socialising with other horses. Old or young, out-going or shy, he'll be their friend and stay loyal to them if they show him any kindness at all. He is very easily led and can be made believe things that another horse with any sense would ignore.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION Chaos is a classy Thoroughbred x Quarter Horse, just reaching the prime of his life. With the speed of his racing mother and the endurance of his father, Chaos can sprint for what seems like forever without feeling the effects on his muscles. He has a buckskin coat with dappled patches across his shoulders, stomach and neck. A small white star is hidden behind his floating, black forelock. Black leg markings travel up to his knees on both front legs while on his right hind leg there is a tiny band of white, barely visible.
Chaos stands quite tall at 16,3 HH, with strong, well muscled legs that can only have come from his mother. Although he isn't stocky he doesn't share any other physical trait from his Thoroughbred breeding, looking more like his father than anyone else.
HISTORY Chaos was brought up like any other ordinary foal. His father was the lead of a small band of mares, his mother very protective of her young colt. He made friends easily with the other foals of the little herd, becoming close with each of them but as they grew older they became seperated from eachother, having no time to play the games that Chaos still wanted to play. Despite his mother's ever watchful eye and his father's promise of always leaving him a place in the herd, Chaos decided it would best to leave the band and join a bachelor herd of stallions his age.
He travelled with his companions, watching as each of them fought their way into a herd and stole away the mares from the lead stallions. Chaos was soon left alone, his wandering bringing him here after a few years of having little to no contact with any horses.
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