What are Khimaira Kiruans?
Khimaira Kiruans are a subspecies of the khimaira friesian breed with the characteristics of a friesian and a kirin, they have an average height from 15 to 17 hands, but even 18 hands can occur. They age like normal horses and can get 35 years old. Kiruans appear in their whole own colorations and genetics, they have a long tail and horns on their head. The horn is colored in different shades of their base coat.
Mother: Foundation
Father: Foundation
Owner: Laurara
Show Name: Sovereign of Open Skies
Barn Name: Alduin
Gender: Stallion
Age: 15
Height: 18.3 hh
Color: Angel with blacken, dappled, winged, irregular overo and rainfall
Genetics: ee/aa/CrCr/BlBl/Fzfz/Wiwi/Oo/RaRa/Irir
Rarity: Rare
Breeding Info:
- will always pass cream
- will always pass Blacken
- will always pass Rainfall
- Parts of the dragon can pass when irregular marking (Ir) passes, not restricted to overo or winged
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The 50 horse is here ^^ hope you like that little dragon :3 Has a little khim fantasy feeling to it xD It looked better with a lower opacity instead of plain white
Laurara wrote:(I hope I'm not too late to enter!)
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𝕊𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕆𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕖𝕤
Owner: Laurara
Show Name: Sovereign of Open Skies
Barn Name: Alduin
Gender: Stallion
Age: 15
Theme: Dragonborn
ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ：
Cruel, deceitful and downright chaotic, Alduin is not a pleasant Kiruan to know. His sadistic nature and cruel intentions leads him to make the life of others a living pain, be that the other horses close to him, or the humans unfortunate to know him. Be it cruel jokes, nasty physical torment or harsh words, it seems that Alduin has made making others miserable his only hobby,
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Thunder rolled in the sky above as the Kiruan mare fell to her knees, ears pinned as intense pain ripped through her. She had tried desperately to find a shelter, somewhere safer to birth and out of the rain, but the foal obviously had other plans. The mud greeted her sides as she collapsed, eyes rolling in her head as her own body plagued her with pain.
Thunder continued to roar above her, and a crack of lightning split the sky in two as she pushed one final time, a moment that should have been joyous, full of love. Instead, a dread gripped her - her mother had always said that foals born in the midst of a thunderstorm were bad luck. She had always brushed it off as superstition, but, as she raised her head, her heart sank. A marking crossed her son's flanks, an omen of ill luck - a horned dragon. Pinning her ears, trying to dispel these thoughts, she stood, rising at the same time as her son. He was strong for a newborn, and, as he prodded at her thigh, eager to feed, she swallowed her worry. This would be fine - this was normal, healthy behaviour for a colt... Right?
As he grew, his mother knew that her son was beyond normal. He used his weight to push around other foals, excluding the colts from any form of communication, and, after an 'accident' that took the life of one of the smallest fillies in the herd, Alduin was chased by the band's stallions, his own father among them
He's been alone ever since, wreaking havoc on whatever herds he can find himself. Death, destruction and violence have followed him his whole life - and he happily allows them to keep him company.
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Thunderstorms, scorching hot days, heights, solitude, fire.
ＤＩＳＬＩＫＥＳ：
Drizzly rain, overbearing companions, large bodies of water, snakes.
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