Post by Lioness on Aug 16, 2011 2:09:47 GMT -5
Name: Running Like Quicksilver
Age: 2 years
Gender: Stallion
Species: Horse
Height: 17.2 hh
Coat Color: Bay-based grey
Markings: None
Eye Color: Brown
Breeds or Body Type: Coldblood
History: Silver was brought up by his mother in a small but peaceful herd led by a single stallion. His early years were thus spent playing with the other boisterous young foals and learning from his mother, who was something of a herd elder due to her wisdom and knowledge. He was brought up to be a good young horse; to not fight unless he had to and to treat mares well, and by the time he was two he was a happy and good-hearted soul.
However, like many young colts, it was around this time that he began to feel the urge to move on. He knew he couldn’t stay in his birth herd for much longer, and so finally he chose to leave. He currently lives in the badlands, training himself to ever-increasing feats of strength, waiting until he’s ready to claim some mares and found a herd of his own. As for the search for the lost king, he’s ambivalent to it all; so long as he still has grass to graze and water to drink, he’s fine.
Age: 2 years
Gender: Stallion
Species: Horse
Height: 17.2 hh
Coat Color: Bay-based grey
Markings: None
Eye Color: Brown
Breeds or Body Type: Coldblood
History: Silver was brought up by his mother in a small but peaceful herd led by a single stallion. His early years were thus spent playing with the other boisterous young foals and learning from his mother, who was something of a herd elder due to her wisdom and knowledge. He was brought up to be a good young horse; to not fight unless he had to and to treat mares well, and by the time he was two he was a happy and good-hearted soul.
However, like many young colts, it was around this time that he began to feel the urge to move on. He knew he couldn’t stay in his birth herd for much longer, and so finally he chose to leave. He currently lives in the badlands, training himself to ever-increasing feats of strength, waiting until he’s ready to claim some mares and found a herd of his own. As for the search for the lost king, he’s ambivalent to it all; so long as he still has grass to graze and water to drink, he’s fine.
