Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2015 6:24:52 GMT
Name: Axe
Gender: Filly
Breed: Arabian
Age: 2 years
Arrived in Tathra: Summer, Year one
Coat Color: True Black
Markings: over knee/hock stockings, thick blaze and white snip
Height: 14hh
Eye Color: Dark Green near black, excessive white
Personality: Axe is a severely broken girl, having been through quite a bit despite her young age. She is petrified of the dark, suffering from horrific hallucinations which keeps her moving until the sun rises. She's always twitchy from sever sleep deprivation, nightmares preventing any rejuvenating rest. Her attention is spotty and emotions unregulated so interactions with others can blow up quite quickly. Her mind is often too hazed to calculate risks successfully and if she's not fleeing in mindless fear then shes punching far above her weight. Other words to describe her are: indecisive, hypocrite, spontaneous, unpredictable
History: Axe was born to a small herd of carefully bred Arabians that
had escaped their human captors some years before during a
civil war. Her mother suffered post traumatic syndrome and
was naturally flighty so by the time Axe was six months old
and humans came across the herd her mother's fearful,
unpredictable nature had influenced the fillies development.
She ran beside her mother in frantic fright as the men chased
then on their stronger, faster horses until a noose tightened
around her mothers neck. The fear and stress was too much for
her dam, her erratically beating heart exploding, the mare
dropping dead before her fillies eyes. Axe was too petrified
to move, making it easy for the humans to rope the youngster.
She was too tired and confused to fight, falling into line
behind a mare from her herd as they were lead back to their
captors lands.
The herd was locked in a dusty yard with high stone walls too tall to see over for the night. When the sun rose the humans came and chased the younger horses away, screaming and waving ropes at the terrified creatures. They were herded into seperate stalls, the fillies fears reaching breaking point when the walls closed around her. She was unable to sleep, insomnia driving her mind to play tricks on her. Whenever the humans tried to enter her prison she would run at them with teeth bared, which only earnt the weanling pain. She learnt only to associate the two leggeds with trauma, becoming so violent and unpredictable that they boarded up her stall so she wouldn't 'affect' the non-loco horses. The humans believed she was sired by the dark horse in the sky, all his offspring of dark coat and loco mind. Food scraps or wood was thrown to the filly, only receiving water when her stall leaked in the rain or the humans hosed her stall from outside to reduce the smell of the filth that accumulated.
Her body and mind suffered horribly due to the neglect. Fears in her mind became materialised monsters and imagined voices. She was locked in the darkness for a year before her door was slid open to allow the light in. The filly didn't think, bursting out of the stall and thundering down the wooden chute into a small yard. The door slammed behind her as the filly ran blindly around the yard until her malnourished body ached. The humans placed a stallion in the yard with her in the hopes he would break her spirit. He was vicious, continuously driving the filly around the yard or beating her until she dropped.Eventually her mind completely snapped on a night where the clouds covered the sky, dropping the world into complete darkness. During her blind bolting around the yard the filly crashed into the wooden gate. The adrenaline kept her from feeling the minor wounds upon her body as she returned to her hooves and ran until the sun returned to the world. For three months now she has been running from the beasts that haunt her.
Gender: Filly
Breed: Arabian
Age: 2 years
Arrived in Tathra: Summer, Year one
Coat Color: True Black
Markings: over knee/hock stockings, thick blaze and white snip
Height: 14hh
Eye Color: Dark Green near black, excessive white
Personality: Axe is a severely broken girl, having been through quite a bit despite her young age. She is petrified of the dark, suffering from horrific hallucinations which keeps her moving until the sun rises. She's always twitchy from sever sleep deprivation, nightmares preventing any rejuvenating rest. Her attention is spotty and emotions unregulated so interactions with others can blow up quite quickly. Her mind is often too hazed to calculate risks successfully and if she's not fleeing in mindless fear then shes punching far above her weight. Other words to describe her are: indecisive, hypocrite, spontaneous, unpredictable
History: Axe was born to a small herd of carefully bred Arabians that
had escaped their human captors some years before during a
civil war. Her mother suffered post traumatic syndrome and
was naturally flighty so by the time Axe was six months old
and humans came across the herd her mother's fearful,
unpredictable nature had influenced the fillies development.
She ran beside her mother in frantic fright as the men chased
then on their stronger, faster horses until a noose tightened
around her mothers neck. The fear and stress was too much for
her dam, her erratically beating heart exploding, the mare
dropping dead before her fillies eyes. Axe was too petrified
to move, making it easy for the humans to rope the youngster.
She was too tired and confused to fight, falling into line
behind a mare from her herd as they were lead back to their
captors lands.
The herd was locked in a dusty yard with high stone walls too tall to see over for the night. When the sun rose the humans came and chased the younger horses away, screaming and waving ropes at the terrified creatures. They were herded into seperate stalls, the fillies fears reaching breaking point when the walls closed around her. She was unable to sleep, insomnia driving her mind to play tricks on her. Whenever the humans tried to enter her prison she would run at them with teeth bared, which only earnt the weanling pain. She learnt only to associate the two leggeds with trauma, becoming so violent and unpredictable that they boarded up her stall so she wouldn't 'affect' the non-loco horses. The humans believed she was sired by the dark horse in the sky, all his offspring of dark coat and loco mind. Food scraps or wood was thrown to the filly, only receiving water when her stall leaked in the rain or the humans hosed her stall from outside to reduce the smell of the filth that accumulated.
Her body and mind suffered horribly due to the neglect. Fears in her mind became materialised monsters and imagined voices. She was locked in the darkness for a year before her door was slid open to allow the light in. The filly didn't think, bursting out of the stall and thundering down the wooden chute into a small yard. The door slammed behind her as the filly ran blindly around the yard until her malnourished body ached. The humans placed a stallion in the yard with her in the hopes he would break her spirit. He was vicious, continuously driving the filly around the yard or beating her until she dropped.Eventually her mind completely snapped on a night where the clouds covered the sky, dropping the world into complete darkness. During her blind bolting around the yard the filly crashed into the wooden gate. The adrenaline kept her from feeling the minor wounds upon her body as she returned to her hooves and ran until the sun returned to the world. For three months now she has been running from the beasts that haunt her.
