Post by ▼SPACED. on Jul 8, 2015 2:17:20 GMT
Name: Nandalie [Nan-DA-Lee]
Gender: Male
Breed: Thoroughbred x Marwari x Standardbred x Mustang x American Warmblood x Anglo Arab
Genetics: Optional
Age: Five
Arrived in Tathra: Spring, Year One
Coat Color: Apricot Dun Varnish Appaloosa
Height: 16.2hh
Eye Color: Dark amber
Personality:
silent, tortured, careful, cunning, liar, guarded, emotionally unavailable, intelligent, introverted, tempered, family-driven, natural leader, can be ambitious, torn, loyal.
History:
When he and his half sister Lirra were separated from their family and herd in their youth, it was Nandalie that took up the position as caretaker for the two of them. They were weaned (Nandalie already a two year old, Lirra being younger), but in reality too young to really survive by themselves - and so they suffered. Day by day they suffered. It was torture to the young Nandalie for above all else he loved his family, and Lirra, being a gentle soul, did not take well to their loss. All seemed lost until they came across a bachelor herd that took the two in, having a kind hearted leader. Their lives were significantly improved with the bachelors - or so Nandalie thought. He awoke one night to find Lirra missing from his side, and found out the truth of their situation. He received a significant beating as they attempted to leave, and yet they did so - and the two have kept moving ever since.
Sample Post:
IT'S ALWAYS HAVE AND NEVER HOLD,
YOU'VE BEGUN TO FEEL LIKE HOME.
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: 10
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: Change member name colour haha
Where did you find us?:
What would you like to be called?: Spaced, Linds <3
Gender: Male
Breed: Thoroughbred x Marwari x Standardbred x Mustang x American Warmblood x Anglo Arab
Genetics: Optional
Age: Five
Arrived in Tathra: Spring, Year One
Coat Color: Apricot Dun Varnish Appaloosa
Height: 16.2hh
Eye Color: Dark amber
Personality:
silent, tortured, careful, cunning, liar, guarded, emotionally unavailable, intelligent, introverted, tempered, family-driven, natural leader, can be ambitious, torn, loyal.
History:
When he and his half sister Lirra were separated from their family and herd in their youth, it was Nandalie that took up the position as caretaker for the two of them. They were weaned (Nandalie already a two year old, Lirra being younger), but in reality too young to really survive by themselves - and so they suffered. Day by day they suffered. It was torture to the young Nandalie for above all else he loved his family, and Lirra, being a gentle soul, did not take well to their loss. All seemed lost until they came across a bachelor herd that took the two in, having a kind hearted leader. Their lives were significantly improved with the bachelors - or so Nandalie thought. He awoke one night to find Lirra missing from his side, and found out the truth of their situation. He received a significant beating as they attempted to leave, and yet they did so - and the two have kept moving ever since.
Sample Post:
IT'S ALWAYS HAVE AND NEVER HOLD,
YOU'VE BEGUN TO FEEL LIKE HOME.
Rhaskos no longer feels the profound loneliness that used to haunt him. Instead, he feels as if he has a purpose, a life of giving and purpose - and all of this wouldn't have been possible without his Queen, Nerissa. He's not the adoring type, but Rhaskos can't help but to feel indebted to her and he's loyal to a fault - should Ness need anything, he would have been there right away. In truth, Rhaskos could have tried to break Nessa's bones and taken position as King of Bears Den - but he'd never have wanted it, and all emotions aside, Rhaskos wasn't really the bone-breaking type.
He certainly could have been. He was a grown man now - and reflected very little of his families usual traits. He was not slender, delicate and graceful. He was sturdy, muscular and strong, with a thick jaw and round shoulders, built for strength over speed. In fact the only real resemblance between him and his famous sire were his golden eyes, lupine and sharp lashed. He stands watch over the herd, satisfied as the sleeping bodies around him let out only the deep breaths of dreams, glad that Isa was sleeping without nightmares. Isadore was everything to him… not that anyone knew. Rhaskos kept his feelings hidden, for fear of ridicule and also simply because he could not bear to tell them. He wanted Isa to be happy more than anything, wanted her to know that she was the only one he wanted in his bed, wrapped in his arms night after night. He wanted to kiss her eyelids and let her know nothing would ever hurt her, he'd never let anything happen to her. Alas, he was no silver tongued wolf like his brothers and sisters, and so he remained silent, lupine eyes watching her from afar.
A noise startled him and Rhaskos jolted, eyes going immediately to Nerissa's swaying figure - she moved almost silently, yet some of the grace she had always maintained had been lost. He watched, concerned. She hadn't been the same since Sansa had left - and he hated seeing her shoulders so burdened, his own heart heavy with the grief that was so plain in her eyes. With a glance to the sleeping Isadore, he followed his Queen to the river.
He arrives at her side in his usual manner - silent and strong, albeit a little awkward. Talking wasn't his strong point. He notices the tears streaming down her face but doesn't mention it; instead he says in his kindest, baritone voice; "We'll get her back. I'll get her back, if I can."
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: 10
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: Change member name colour haha
Where did you find us?:
What would you like to be called?: Spaced, Linds <3
