Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2015 19:50:20 GMT
Name: Cartridge
Gender: Male
Breed: Quarter Horse/Mustang
Genetics: Ee, AA, nCr, nT
Age: 5 yrs.
Arrived in MUSTANG: Spring, Year 1
Coat Color: Buckskin Tobiano
Height: 15.3hh
Eye Color: Brown
Personality: Enjoys running and making quick turns, playful, protective, energetic, has a need to prove himself
History: Conceived when a Quarter Horse Barrel Racing Champion was placed in a pen with a mustang mare, Cartridge was born in the rodeo circuit. A local girl, concerned for the newborn foal and his mother, stole the mare and colt and released them back into the wild. It didn't take the mare long to find a herd, and the lead stallion even accepted the young and gangly colt. When Cartridge was a two year old he was run out of the band, and joined a band of bachelors. That bachelor band traveled a long way, and most of them found themselves in Mustang. Cartridge has decided now that its time for him to start his own family and herd.
Sample Post: Lolita looked down at the newborn foal, still wet from the birth. A filly, she could see, and such a pretty little girl. Her coat was a pale gold color, and she had stripping around her knees. Her legs from just below the knee and down were pure white, and her face from her ears to her velvety lips was white. Like dipping her head into a river had dyed her head white. Her mane and tail, what there was, were so white they seemed almost translucent. The filly's eyes were bright blue, just like Lolita's and her grandmother's, Whimsical Treasure.
Whimsical Treasure was nearby, watching patiently but excitedly for the birth of her grandfoal. Lolita's mother, a blood bay mare who was mostly white, had insisted on being near for the birth. It was never safe for a mare and foal alone, but the danger had become greater in recent weeks. That, and Lolita's pregnancy had been unusually hard for a mare of her age. She was far from old to be having a foal for the first time.
Lolita started drying the little filly off, and nudging her to try to stand. The little filly managed to get her spindly little legs under her, but pitched to the side once she tried to stand. Lolita continued licking her clean and dry, and it wasn't more than half a minute before the filly tried again to stand. It took her daughter perhaps another two minutes to actually stand, her little legs trembling. Her little fail was flickering side to side as she tottered her way to Lolita's belly. As she nuzzled the suckling filly, she knew her name.
“Sundance.”
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: 8
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: Not sure, haven't gotten a good look around yet.
Where did you find us?: Link from v2
What would you like to be called?: Fai or Faizah
