Post by zaao on Jan 20, 2009 14:20:38 GMT -5
Name - Atamar
Age - eight
Gender - mare
Height - fifteen three
Breed - spanish mustang
Alliance - light
Appearance - she is a silver grulla with a dark grey/light black head, slightly lighter forequarters and shoulders, a light torso, and dark hinds. Her mane and tail are black, but there is some grey colour nearest the roots of each (not from age - this is her colouring). Her legs are as dark as her head, with banded stripes in the knees. Her hooves are dark grey - but lighter than her legs. Her eyes are very dark brown, almost black.
Personality - she is a source of wisdom beyond her years, a calm and compassionate soul who delights in the joy of others. Having said this, she will not back down to anyone opposing her over things she would rather not do, or disagree upon. She can stand her ground and fight, and will do if needs be. Yet she relies upon her good sense and wiseness to choose her options.
History - her history is nothing special. She believes she should be remembered by what she has done, not what her sire or dam have.
However, I will tell you about her early life. She was born into a herd led by a wise old stallion named Yarmen. He taught her many things about life, as she quickly became his favourite foal (it was only later that Atamar learnt that he was her sire, after Yarmen's death). He had a calm and wise nature, preferring to think before acting, a trait that would be passed along to Atamar - and, perhaps, her offspring as well.
Yarmen died when Atamar was six, due to a terrible wound inflicted by a rival stallion, Atamar's sibling, her younger brother Hrast, seized control (being the only stallion in the herd at that time). Jealous of Yarmen's favoritism of Atamar, Hrast forced her out of the herd, and she is now wandering, seeking a place to call home.
Age - eight
Gender - mare
Height - fifteen three
Breed - spanish mustang
Alliance - light
Appearance - she is a silver grulla with a dark grey/light black head, slightly lighter forequarters and shoulders, a light torso, and dark hinds. Her mane and tail are black, but there is some grey colour nearest the roots of each (not from age - this is her colouring). Her legs are as dark as her head, with banded stripes in the knees. Her hooves are dark grey - but lighter than her legs. Her eyes are very dark brown, almost black.
Personality - she is a source of wisdom beyond her years, a calm and compassionate soul who delights in the joy of others. Having said this, she will not back down to anyone opposing her over things she would rather not do, or disagree upon. She can stand her ground and fight, and will do if needs be. Yet she relies upon her good sense and wiseness to choose her options.
History - her history is nothing special. She believes she should be remembered by what she has done, not what her sire or dam have.
However, I will tell you about her early life. She was born into a herd led by a wise old stallion named Yarmen. He taught her many things about life, as she quickly became his favourite foal (it was only later that Atamar learnt that he was her sire, after Yarmen's death). He had a calm and wise nature, preferring to think before acting, a trait that would be passed along to Atamar - and, perhaps, her offspring as well.
Yarmen died when Atamar was six, due to a terrible wound inflicted by a rival stallion, Atamar's sibling, her younger brother Hrast, seized control (being the only stallion in the herd at that time). Jealous of Yarmen's favoritism of Atamar, Hrast forced her out of the herd, and she is now wandering, seeking a place to call home.
