Post by arzu on Jul 5, 2010 13:10:56 GMT -5
Just so you have and idea of what I based her off
Name: Blaise
Age: Six
Gender: Mare
Breed: Tennessee walking horse
Height: 16 hh
Physical Description: She is truly a site to see. Her golden flaxen Champagne coat shines with healthy, blaze running down the center of her nose brakes at the half way point and goes to one side end at the nostril, no other white marks her prefect frame. Hazel orbs have a fire burning deep with in them normally coved by her long creamy white tresses. She takes pride in her beauty, who would not want to feel her lean yet muscled body?
Personality:
Firey- its true she is a bit of spitfire, a fire burns deep with in her heart and she is not afraid to show it if a point needs to be made. Her firey attitude is sure to get her noticed.
Bitch- Oh it is so true, this mare has a bitchy side to her, no its not always shown but just a warning don’t piss her off or you are sure to find out in a quick hurry what is going to happen.
Kind- Really only those close to her get to see this side, she cares about those close to her, though you brake it she is going to leave you in the dust.
Stubborn- enough said, its mostly her way or no way
Temperamental- Some one needs a hug? She is not the girl for that, oh no she does not care if someone is sad or upset, whine or complain to her she will simply tell you to shut up and walk away, those who deserve her respect or those she loves she will listen to, those who are there just to waste her time well you better hope she shows some mercy on you.
Loyal- She is very devoted and loyal to those who once again deserve it, her family and herd she will be there a hundred percent to do what it takes to keep them safe, even if she is not lead she will still protect those close to her and stay loyal to her family.
History: She was born to the leads, a spitting image of both her parents, half and half. She was never treated any different from the other foals, but one day one of her friends when to far and she quickly taught him a lesson, she knew she had crossed the line but it was hard for her to show any remorse so at the age of one her father had no chose but to kick her out. She has sense then wandered from land to land never really finding what she was looking for that was until she came upon these lands.