Post by sindri on Feb 28, 2011 14:55:06 GMT -5
name;;Hippolyte
nickname;;Hip, Lyte (only to those she likes)
age;;3
breed;;Quarter horse x Percheron
color;;Chestnut
markings;;White blaze x four white stockings
gender;;Mare
height;;17.hh
how'd you find us;; Been here
*personality;;Hip is a mare, she is proon to mood swings, and she is a war horse, there is no doubt about it. She would sooner fight then talk something over, she's the kind that 'shoots first, ask questions later. She is the kind of mare that stallions should fear.
She has no need for them except to state her desires. She feels they should bow down to mares as the superiors because 'mares give birth' She hates her father. She wants to whipe him off the face of the earth.
But although she seems as cold as ice, a bitch and all the such, when she's alone she will kick up her heels and play. Relax in the sunshine. She loves foals hates what had been done to her and the fact she cant seem to 'curb the bit'
*history;;
Hippolyte was born backwards. Her mother died giving birth to her, but her father Ares stayed, raised her for nothing but war. As a yearling she took on stags twice her age and won, stallions older then her sire and won. She was a menace. Soon though she felt annoyed by her fathers consistant bickering and killed him without a moral of care.
She traveled alone as was expected of her. When stags approached her they felt tendrils of ice. Like she had no intrest, but then soon they would die. At the base of her hooves. She hated others. To the point she wanted them all gone. Or she herself gone.
*picture;; to come eventually.
Discription - She is tall, muscular like the percheron, but speedy and graceful like the quarter horse with the ability to stop in a heart beat, she has four white stockings that go up to her knees, and up to her hocks. A wide white blaze and blackish brown eyes.
nickname;;Hip, Lyte (only to those she likes)
age;;3
breed;;Quarter horse x Percheron
color;;Chestnut
markings;;White blaze x four white stockings
gender;;Mare
height;;17.hh
how'd you find us;; Been here
*personality;;Hip is a mare, she is proon to mood swings, and she is a war horse, there is no doubt about it. She would sooner fight then talk something over, she's the kind that 'shoots first, ask questions later. She is the kind of mare that stallions should fear.
She has no need for them except to state her desires. She feels they should bow down to mares as the superiors because 'mares give birth' She hates her father. She wants to whipe him off the face of the earth.
But although she seems as cold as ice, a bitch and all the such, when she's alone she will kick up her heels and play. Relax in the sunshine. She loves foals hates what had been done to her and the fact she cant seem to 'curb the bit'
*history;;
Hippolyte was born backwards. Her mother died giving birth to her, but her father Ares stayed, raised her for nothing but war. As a yearling she took on stags twice her age and won, stallions older then her sire and won. She was a menace. Soon though she felt annoyed by her fathers consistant bickering and killed him without a moral of care.
She traveled alone as was expected of her. When stags approached her they felt tendrils of ice. Like she had no intrest, but then soon they would die. At the base of her hooves. She hated others. To the point she wanted them all gone. Or she herself gone.
*picture;; to come eventually.
Discription - She is tall, muscular like the percheron, but speedy and graceful like the quarter horse with the ability to stop in a heart beat, she has four white stockings that go up to her knees, and up to her hocks. A wide white blaze and blackish brown eyes.