Username: Grapejuice
Name: Wren
Age: Five
Height: 12.2 hh
Favorite Holiday Song: Fool's Holiday - covered by All Time LowFavorite Holiday Treat: YummyPersonality: Wren is a happy-go-lucky little stallion, who's optimisim tends to be sky-high 24/7. He always likes to view the positive things in life, never dwell on the negatives. Around the holidays, this cheeriness seems to multiply ten-fold. He likes to decorate for every holiday, be it Easter, 4th of July, Thanksgiving... anything, he's ready for it. He'll always find some way to throw a holiday party in celebration, and bring up the spirits of those surrounding him. Happiness seems to be contagious with him.
Come Christmas, he goes all out. Wren is very outgoing, and loves to run about caroling, serenading his friends, neighbors, strangers, and pretty girls. Heck, he's even tied a piece of mistletoe into his forelock before in order to pick up girls, but their stallions weren't exactly pleased about that... Did I mention he's a cocky young boy? Because he is. He's always testing his boundaries, seeing how much he can get away with before someone snaps. And usually, he finds it amusing. It's sick, how he finds even more pleasure in the aggravation of others. But that's how Wren is, always happy, never fluctuating from that state of content.
Despite always being the one to start conflicts, he's usually never the one to resolve them. He's more "flight" than "fight", and has no issue with dancing his way around his irritated opponent. And he'll do so with a smile, of course. The young male is small, thus agile, thus he can avoid injury from his attacker with ease. This, of course, only rallies his opponent, who demands the cheeky boy stand and fight like a real man. At which point, he'll simply taunt them with a risky, "Make me."
Wren has no limits, he sees no problem with what he does. His sickeningly optomistic attitude can either delight or annoy, and regardless of how it affects those around him, there's no chance it will ever change. Perhaps he's a bit of a sadist, to the extent he finds satisfaction in the tormenting of others. Regardless, nothing can bring this quid down. Quite literally, nothing.