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Name:
Ninpo
Ninpo is one of many martial arts that where developed in the Asian countries and is a group of related martial arts.
Ninpo was developed in Japan and as I find Japanese culture and language very interesting and would love to travel there and being able to speak their language I decided to give this Cerquine a special ninjaish related name.
"Nin," literally means patience, perseverance, and stealth and the result of combining it with the first character "ho" it can be understood as the ultimate and eternal reality of perseverance and stealth.
(Source: http://www.ninpo.org/ninpo/ninpo.html)
Age:
Ninpo is 3 years old, but can be thought often by others to be even younger or older.
It all depends on what situation he is put in
Gender:
Buck/Stallion
Would you like transparent background?:
Yes please, if it wouldn't be too much hassle around making a transparent version aswell as this one.
Then I would very much love to have one.
Birth story:
The chilly breezes from the north played in the long straws that surrounded the open meadow.
Snorts and low shrills where carried from the meadow to the edges of the forest, there was a nice white fencing blocking the entrance to the woods, but there was a gate that could be opend to give roam for even more acres that stretched out into the forest.
Curious onlookers like hares, birds and rodents gathered around the strange looking doe.
They had never seen such a different looking deer with her dished face and horse like anatomy, and they where indeed quite fascinated by how it looked like she was alone, almost abandond.
She couldn't be that old and she sure wasen't used to delivering foals.
Even if the animals wanted to help there was nothing for them to do. And soon after they lost interest in the struggling doe, they carried on with their tasks to stay alive in this harsh life where they where the hunted ones.
As night fell the sound of loud sighs where heard before grass got curled under the weight of a body.
The breezes stroke over the meadow and ruffled a tiny fawn's out puffed mane.
He was as dark as the night there he layed gasping for air with his coat damping off. Three of four legs where white and his belly and tail looked like they where dipped in milk. The white perfectly balanced his dark seal bay coat colour, but would be a slight trouble for him when he grew up as the whiteness would stand out. But in this world where he would be taken care of not only by his mom he would be a powerful looking stallion and he will succeed greatly.
Soon after his birth he started to struggle up on his tiny and wobbly legs to accomplish the task of standing upright and being able to balance himself without tipping over.
It wasen't a difficult task, but it wasen't an easy one either and little neighs where heard now and then when a little fawn tipped onto his back or belly.
The little fawn that was the firstborn son to the doe, - and was going to end up causing a lot of hassle and trouble when he grew older - looked in awe around. As awestruck as he was he turned his head to his mommy and wobbled over to her side for comfort.
He was adventerous by heart, but for now he would settle with the comfort of being around the only thing that felt safe in this wide and dangerous world and he closed his eyes as the doe gently nuzzled him and whispered:
''You've been long awaited my little Ninpo''
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Thinking; hhhhhhhh I'll start my full lease on a horse 15th of September, so excited
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