Post by Satsubatsu on May 13, 2006 12:02:44 GMT -5
name ~ Uraraka (serenity in Japanese)
age ~ 1 2/3 years
gender ~ filly
breed ~ unknown (mother mustang x quarter horse x paso fino, unknown sire)
siding ~ Still unknown... Whoever finds her can mould her to be their perfect child/weapon, but she won’t go for slave.
personality ~ Uraraka rarely speaks, finding joy in play and the like better than the spoken word. Fears little, besides loud noises. Uraraka has undying patience - she's patient enough to watch a butterfly as it sleeps. She'd make the perfect Light with her current desposition, though she's not sweet or even particulary nice. She's just... Herself. She’s never known anybody, and so has never learned to care – or hate.
looks ~ Uraraka is a bay tobiano paint, tri-colored. When full grown she will stand at 16.3 hh, though currently she’s less than that. Bright blue eyes, and a fine pelt. Already well defined muscles, and usually a proud stance. ((museless ;D))
history ~ Born the living twin, her mother spent much time with her dead brother, finally chasing her away. She was taken in by another mare who had lost her foal, for her father didn't want another death, though he never loved her. But the mare didn't love her, either, and at the youngest available time, she left her. Her father, believing she'd die both in the herd without others or not, chased her out to be by herself. There were few predators in the forest - a surprise, but only poisonous snakes (mostly) could harm the filly. She was just old enough to find things out for herself, but the rift created by her parents’ herd, by her mother’s hate, will not easily be fixed. It’s possible, but promises to be difficult.
age ~ 1 2/3 years
gender ~ filly
breed ~ unknown (mother mustang x quarter horse x paso fino, unknown sire)
siding ~ Still unknown... Whoever finds her can mould her to be their perfect child/weapon, but she won’t go for slave.
personality ~ Uraraka rarely speaks, finding joy in play and the like better than the spoken word. Fears little, besides loud noises. Uraraka has undying patience - she's patient enough to watch a butterfly as it sleeps. She'd make the perfect Light with her current desposition, though she's not sweet or even particulary nice. She's just... Herself. She’s never known anybody, and so has never learned to care – or hate.
looks ~ Uraraka is a bay tobiano paint, tri-colored. When full grown she will stand at 16.3 hh, though currently she’s less than that. Bright blue eyes, and a fine pelt. Already well defined muscles, and usually a proud stance. ((museless ;D))
history ~ Born the living twin, her mother spent much time with her dead brother, finally chasing her away. She was taken in by another mare who had lost her foal, for her father didn't want another death, though he never loved her. But the mare didn't love her, either, and at the youngest available time, she left her. Her father, believing she'd die both in the herd without others or not, chased her out to be by herself. There were few predators in the forest - a surprise, but only poisonous snakes (mostly) could harm the filly. She was just old enough to find things out for herself, but the rift created by her parents’ herd, by her mother’s hate, will not easily be fixed. It’s possible, but promises to be difficult.
