Post by talisman on Apr 19, 2009 9:10:11 GMT -5
Full Name: Talismanic Rhapsody
Nickname: Manic [see history], Tal
Breed: Arabian
Height: 15hh
Gender: Mare
Appearance: Manic is a well built mare yet still retaining the classic fine structure of the arabian horse. She has a rich chestnut coat with a stripe down her face which where it meets her black muzzle it turns the underlying skin to a fleshy pink. She has a sock on her off side foreleg and a white coronet band on her near side hindleg. Her mane and tail are the same rich chestnut as her hide.
Age: Four
Personality: Tal has a very complex personality which she conceals with a mask that is rather hard to see under. She appears to the untrained eye to be a wild and almost evil mare who does not wish to talk or co-operate with any other soul who dares approach her. She will raise her head in a desperate attempt to escape this "monster" and will try her hardest to high tail it as far as possible away from the opponent.
However she really can be nice if you appeal to her good side. She can be protective and loving to someone who dedicates time and patience to being both a loyal companion and an understanding friend.
History: Tal was born into a large herd far from these lands. Her mother was one of the alpha stallions many mares and in his eyes worthless. Tal was often cast out by her half-brothers and sisters for being a crazy and energetic horse. They would call her names too, the most popular was Manic, taking the ending off the first word of her name. At first she objected to this name, but the whole herd forgot her real alias, even her own parents and therefore it was like being re-dubbed.
After finally growing used to the name-calling and the loneliness, though never enjoying it, Tal decided she couldn't stand this boring herd life anymore and escaped into the wilderness, not missed by any of her old "family". She matured into a fine young filly and grew used to not having any company, though she longed for it. She became wilder than she ever had been though, because a defensless filly could trust no one.
One day she was woke by a very large draft horse with a malicious look in his eyes. He had chained her and imprisoned her and she was sent off to Sobibor to begin her reluctant life as a slave.
Picture: - coming son - when i can be bothered x3
Master, Slave, or Free-Roaming? Slave
Nickname: Manic [see history], Tal
Breed: Arabian
Height: 15hh
Gender: Mare
Appearance: Manic is a well built mare yet still retaining the classic fine structure of the arabian horse. She has a rich chestnut coat with a stripe down her face which where it meets her black muzzle it turns the underlying skin to a fleshy pink. She has a sock on her off side foreleg and a white coronet band on her near side hindleg. Her mane and tail are the same rich chestnut as her hide.
Age: Four
Personality: Tal has a very complex personality which she conceals with a mask that is rather hard to see under. She appears to the untrained eye to be a wild and almost evil mare who does not wish to talk or co-operate with any other soul who dares approach her. She will raise her head in a desperate attempt to escape this "monster" and will try her hardest to high tail it as far as possible away from the opponent.
However she really can be nice if you appeal to her good side. She can be protective and loving to someone who dedicates time and patience to being both a loyal companion and an understanding friend.
History: Tal was born into a large herd far from these lands. Her mother was one of the alpha stallions many mares and in his eyes worthless. Tal was often cast out by her half-brothers and sisters for being a crazy and energetic horse. They would call her names too, the most popular was Manic, taking the ending off the first word of her name. At first she objected to this name, but the whole herd forgot her real alias, even her own parents and therefore it was like being re-dubbed.
After finally growing used to the name-calling and the loneliness, though never enjoying it, Tal decided she couldn't stand this boring herd life anymore and escaped into the wilderness, not missed by any of her old "family". She matured into a fine young filly and grew used to not having any company, though she longed for it. She became wilder than she ever had been though, because a defensless filly could trust no one.
One day she was woke by a very large draft horse with a malicious look in his eyes. He had chained her and imprisoned her and she was sent off to Sobibor to begin her reluctant life as a slave.
Picture: - coming son - when i can be bothered x3
Master, Slave, or Free-Roaming? Slave
