Username: {Cashion}
Name: Blondey
Gender: Female
Coat Colour; Glden Palomino
Halter Colour: This Colour
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What is your favorite food?
Radio's favorite food is Ritz crackers.
Sometimes he sneaks them from the
stable hand's lunches.
What is your dicipline?
Radio doesn't really have a dicipline,
he is used in indIan renactments, and
sometimes to teach children about
horses.
If you were a Disney character,
who would you be?
Radio would most likely be Chip
from Beauty and the Beast.
Because he likes to think of
himself as brave and a bit daring
even though he isn't.
Who is your companion?
Radio is mostly alone in the world.
But there is one other tolter, Wynter,
who watches out for him and shows
him the kindness others don't.
What is your favorite season?
Radio loves winter because of the
pretty snow!!
What is your favorite seasonal
activity?
Radio loves to jump into snow
banks and turn his coat white!
What is your theme song?
Pumped Up Kicks/Radioactive Mashup
Do you collect anything?
Radio collects bird feathers. He
just thinks they are so beautiful
with the colors and patterns.
If you had a warning label, what
would yours say?
Radio's would say he's very
playful.
If you could live in a book, TV
show or movie, what would it be?
Radio would like to be in the old
superman comic books because
he want to fly.
If you could have one superpower,
what would it be?
Radio would want to fly. He thinks
it would be the greatest thing.
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What is your favorite food?
Radio's favorite food is Ritz crackers.
Sometimes he sneaks them from the
stable hand's lunches.
What is your dicipline?
Radio doesn't really have a dicipline,
he is used in indIan renactments, and
sometimes to teach children about
horses.
If you were a Disney character,
who would you be?
Radio would most likely be Chip
from Beauty and the Beast.
Because he likes to think of
himself as brave and a bit daring
even though he isn't.
Who is your companion?
Radio is mostly alone in the world.
But there is one other tolter, Wynter,
who watches out for him and shows
him the kindness others don't.
What is your favorite season?
Radio loves winter because of the
pretty snow!!
What is your favorite seasonal
activity?
Radio loves to jump into snow
banks and turn his coat white!
What is your theme song?
Pumped Up Kicks/Radioactive Mashup
Do you collect anything?
Radio collects bird feathers. He
just thinks they are so beautiful
with the colors and patterns.
If you had a warning label, what
would yours say?
Radio's would say he's very
playful.
If you could live in a book, TV
show or movie, what would it be?
Radio would like to be in the old
superman comic books because
he want to fly.
If you could have one superpower,
what would it be?
Radio would want to fly. He thinks
it would be the greatest thing.
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Show Name: ÇwÇ Pumped Up Kicks
Barn Name: Radioactive (aka. Radio)
Gender: Stallion
Halter: Gold and Silver, please
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Fear: Radio is deathly afraid of spiders. He dosent like how they hang down in midair, dropping from seemingly nowhere. He also thinks that their 8 legs is the weirdest thing and it freaks him out.
Like: Radio's favorite thing has to be when he first gets let out to pasture in the morning. He lets loose all his pent up energy and just runs around and plays.
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About Radio:
Radio has what we, in people, would call autism. He is non-verbal and communicates with his body language. Radio is very dependent on routine and consistentcy. He is very bubbly and playful most of the time. But on occasion where things have changed, even something as simple as the changing seasons, he can become confused and upset. He is fairly shy around new people, but never forgets a face. He has an amazing memory.
Repetition and gradual introduction the easiest way for him to learn something new. Radio doesn't seem to notice new people, and if he does, he doesn't pay them much attention. He trusts a select few and looks to them for protection and guidance. When Radio gets nervous or anxious, you will see him shift his weight from his left to right side multiple times.
Radio enjoys being by himself most of the time, but does feel safer when in a pasture with other tolters, even if he isn't near them. Just being able to see and hear them at a distance is enough to relax him. In the afternoons, he likes to lie under an old oak tree. When its time to be fed, Radio is the last one to come in. He will wait under his tree until he's sure the other horse's are done before he will trot down the the fence line to be brought in to eat.
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*a story about his experience as a renactment horse*
The drums' beat flowed through his hooves into his chest, echoig within him as he faced the fire. His part of the pow wow was over now as it was starting to get dark. He led the 'war party' at the reenactment. He was known as Little Song here. He loved coming to work. The men here rode him in old native american style. Bitless rope bridles and bareback, with only a blanket. What he loved most of all was the decorations he was adorned with. His horn was removed and he was painted all colors. Red, blue, yellow, and black. Symbols were added to his coat . Braids and feathers were added to his mane. His tail was brushed and braided. He was ready. His human companion, though he did not know his name, was very kind to him, riding him with just the pressure of his legs and expert balance as he full on galloped to charge the enemy lines. Though truely, there weren't any enemies. The humans were just playing.
But that was done. Now the men, with their still painted faces and chests stood near. Weapons no longer in there hands, instead their dances began. The dumbs beat faster, louder, stronger. More men, in fabulously colored clothes and head-dresses, with feathers and leather shoes danced about around the flames. The shouting and singing of their happiness and excitement greated her ears. He bobbed his head, greating the dancers. He loved watching them move and sing. Telling all how happy they are to be alive and together.
Then he heard his true name, followed by that familiar whistle. "Radio" He was called. His real human was here to bring him home. He lifted his head to find her. The girl he knew. There. He lifted his head high above the masses of people to see her before moving through the crowd towards her. The girl met him with a happy smile, petting his face and hugging his neck.
It was time to go home. Until another day, when he would run with the wind and play his part once again.
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