Post by Forte on Jun 1, 2010 12:41:42 GMT -5
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Name: Omaha
Show Name: None (his registered name is Omaha, too xD)
Age: Seven years
Gender: Gelding
Breed: American Quarter Horse
Height: 15.2 HH
Physical Description:
Omaha is a red dun, primarily light chestnut with a darker head and legs, a dark brown mane and tail. He looks as if he has dipped his nose in a bowl of milk, with a white muzzle that tapers off just under his eyes. He is a little out of shape, which is visible in the still-thin neck and the sallow eyes, but he has the air of a healthy horse and is vital in his motions. His gaits are a bit sloppy, he's no high-bred halter pony, but by nature he has the smooth, peanut-rolling trot of a western horse. He's still young, and still very fast, with a turn of speed that would amaze some. Marks of his past haunt him, with a few old spur scars across his flanks and whip marks, as well. The corners of his mouth are still a little raw and pink from misuse.
He's not a particularly tall or remarkable horse, but he holds his head and tail high most of the time and has the air of one who has seen a lot of life and has not particularly enjoyed it. He still lays his ears back at strangers from time to time, and seems all too prone to kick someone who approaches him with an air that he does not like. However, he is not mean in expression by nature, and in fact his face is frank and honest, his voice friendly and sonorous, and his manner with other horses is quite polite if a little reserved. A long dorsal stripe runs straight down the center of his back.
Personality:
Omaha is perfectly friendly with other horses, and loves to be in a big crowd. He gets along with almost everyone, and is easygoing and gentle as a rule. He's level-headed most of the time, if a little bit prone to spook in new situations. However, he is suspicious by history of humans. Although he has come a long way and has learned that not all humans are bad or cruel, he is skittish of whips, of halters, of bits, of any equipment. If a human makes a sudden movement, he will spook and move to defend himself with teeth or heels. Although he would not hurt a fly on purpose, he is predisposed to be wary of humans and all that they stand for.
As a riding horse, he is still a little green despite his age, and detests the bit, so he is ineligible for most competition. However, he is a good ride for the right rider, and has the makings of an excellent cutting or western pleasure horse. He has learned to tolerate being ridden, and actually enjoys it, but his is prone to bucking at any sign of viciousness or unpleasantness in a rider. He requires a firm, but not harsh, hand and a gentle voice upon his back, and a good deal of tolerance and patience. He has a lot of bad habits from years of misuse, but over time he has become much better.
History: Omaha was born a range horse, but was ill-used and chased by small boys with stones as a colt and, as a result, grew more wild and distrustful of humans than most horses. When he was taken in for the customary "breaking" he repeatedly threw the bronc buster, an impatient man who was prone to drink, and was often beaten, whipped, and spurred in an attempt to calm him down and force him into submission. The man went from harsh bit to harsh bit, and soon, after several weeks, decided that Omaha was unfit for any kind of work and ought to be a rodeo bucking horse. So he was sold for a very small price to a traveling rodeo.
He lived for two years as a bucking horse, into the age of five, however, as he was not naturally vicious or much of a fierce bucker for higher levels, he was often cut with a whip or spurs to rile him up beforehand. This worked for a time, and he still bears the marks of it, but he was never much use as a bronco, and when the rodeo closed forever due to a lack of public interest he was simply left alone in a corral with several other horses. They nearly starved to death and froze through the harsh winter before someone took the heart to get them out of there. Omaha and some others were kept for a time by a small horse rescue, but as they declared him unsafe he was taken to auction.
Chris Wesson, who had recently lost his own horse, happened to be driving past the holding pens when Omaha, still thin, covered in mud, and with cuts around the corners of his mouth, caught his eye. Omaha had been sold out for a measly $50 to a slaughterhouse, and when Chris inquired about the horse he was able to purchase him for twice that much, although warned that "the brute was impossible". Omaha has been living with Chris ever since, in a makeshift corral in the middle of nowhere, and now he is accompanying his new, kind master to a better place.
Discipline: Cutting, western pleasure
Name: Omaha
Show Name: None (his registered name is Omaha, too xD)
Age: Seven years
Gender: Gelding
Breed: American Quarter Horse
Height: 15.2 HH
Physical Description:
Omaha is a red dun, primarily light chestnut with a darker head and legs, a dark brown mane and tail. He looks as if he has dipped his nose in a bowl of milk, with a white muzzle that tapers off just under his eyes. He is a little out of shape, which is visible in the still-thin neck and the sallow eyes, but he has the air of a healthy horse and is vital in his motions. His gaits are a bit sloppy, he's no high-bred halter pony, but by nature he has the smooth, peanut-rolling trot of a western horse. He's still young, and still very fast, with a turn of speed that would amaze some. Marks of his past haunt him, with a few old spur scars across his flanks and whip marks, as well. The corners of his mouth are still a little raw and pink from misuse.
He's not a particularly tall or remarkable horse, but he holds his head and tail high most of the time and has the air of one who has seen a lot of life and has not particularly enjoyed it. He still lays his ears back at strangers from time to time, and seems all too prone to kick someone who approaches him with an air that he does not like. However, he is not mean in expression by nature, and in fact his face is frank and honest, his voice friendly and sonorous, and his manner with other horses is quite polite if a little reserved. A long dorsal stripe runs straight down the center of his back.
Personality:
Omaha is perfectly friendly with other horses, and loves to be in a big crowd. He gets along with almost everyone, and is easygoing and gentle as a rule. He's level-headed most of the time, if a little bit prone to spook in new situations. However, he is suspicious by history of humans. Although he has come a long way and has learned that not all humans are bad or cruel, he is skittish of whips, of halters, of bits, of any equipment. If a human makes a sudden movement, he will spook and move to defend himself with teeth or heels. Although he would not hurt a fly on purpose, he is predisposed to be wary of humans and all that they stand for.
As a riding horse, he is still a little green despite his age, and detests the bit, so he is ineligible for most competition. However, he is a good ride for the right rider, and has the makings of an excellent cutting or western pleasure horse. He has learned to tolerate being ridden, and actually enjoys it, but his is prone to bucking at any sign of viciousness or unpleasantness in a rider. He requires a firm, but not harsh, hand and a gentle voice upon his back, and a good deal of tolerance and patience. He has a lot of bad habits from years of misuse, but over time he has become much better.
History: Omaha was born a range horse, but was ill-used and chased by small boys with stones as a colt and, as a result, grew more wild and distrustful of humans than most horses. When he was taken in for the customary "breaking" he repeatedly threw the bronc buster, an impatient man who was prone to drink, and was often beaten, whipped, and spurred in an attempt to calm him down and force him into submission. The man went from harsh bit to harsh bit, and soon, after several weeks, decided that Omaha was unfit for any kind of work and ought to be a rodeo bucking horse. So he was sold for a very small price to a traveling rodeo.
He lived for two years as a bucking horse, into the age of five, however, as he was not naturally vicious or much of a fierce bucker for higher levels, he was often cut with a whip or spurs to rile him up beforehand. This worked for a time, and he still bears the marks of it, but he was never much use as a bronco, and when the rodeo closed forever due to a lack of public interest he was simply left alone in a corral with several other horses. They nearly starved to death and froze through the harsh winter before someone took the heart to get them out of there. Omaha and some others were kept for a time by a small horse rescue, but as they declared him unsafe he was taken to auction.
Chris Wesson, who had recently lost his own horse, happened to be driving past the holding pens when Omaha, still thin, covered in mud, and with cuts around the corners of his mouth, caught his eye. Omaha had been sold out for a measly $50 to a slaughterhouse, and when Chris inquired about the horse he was able to purchase him for twice that much, although warned that "the brute was impossible". Omaha has been living with Chris ever since, in a makeshift corral in the middle of nowhere, and now he is accompanying his new, kind master to a better place.
Discipline: Cutting, western pleasure