Ƭнɛ Ɯιℓ∂ Ɯɛƨт{˩ιмιтɛ∂ Ƨρσтƨ/Иαтιʌɛ Δмɛяιcαи + Ħσяƨɛ Яρ}

[asexual pirate;;]

Name:
Tashunka
Nickname:
Just Tashunka
Age:
Twenty
Gender:
Male
Tribe Rank:
He is a hunter
Horse(s):
Heinmot
Personality:
Tashunka is quiet and a bit stony. He prefers to be alone and is extremely shy; even around people he's been with since he was born. He prefers to stay in the back and be with his horse. When it comes to a hunt, however, he's a bit different. Tashunka is focused and quick, as well as agile. He can get a bit snappy when someone does something wrong or the day doesn't go the way he expected.
Crush:
None at the moment.
'Husband/Wife':
None
Children:
None
Father:
Takoda
Mother:
Zitkala
Siblings:
Zonta and Wicahpi Isnala
Other:
The Wild West

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Name:
Heinmot
Age:
Ten
Gender:
Stallion

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Breed:
American Paint Horse
Personality
Heinmot, too put it lightly, is a nasty stallion to anyone -with Tashunka as an exception- that comes near him. He doesn't let anyone else ride him, and sometimes throws Tashunka off on his bad days or when another horse comes near him. Heinmot rarely tolerates other stallions and is extremely protective of mares in an almost jealous-like way. On his best days; Heinmot acts like a foal with Tashunka; butting him playfully with his head or trotting just out of reach. He enjoys annoying Tashunka; always moving away before his rider can get on or stopping spontaneously while his rider is on. When he's on a hunt with Tashunka he's zoned and perfectly serious. It's the one time he ignore other horses or being annoying; and does his best to keep up with the animal or pack it back.
History:
Heinmot was born into this tribe, from his father's stallion and another Native American's mare. His owner, Tashunka, spent every day out there with him; and the two formed a strong bond. For a bit, Heinmot was fine with anyone riding him; but he was partial to Tashunka. A year later; it was only Tashunka that could ride him. The two have been in tune ever since and are close.

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Owner:
Tashunka
Crush:
N/A
Mate:
N/A
Foals:
One; Gomda, but was traded to another tribe.
Other:
The Wild West

Death Before Life



Name |:| Death before Life
Nickname |:| Death
Age |:| Eight
Gender |:| Mare



Breed |:| Mustang
Height |:| 15.2
Personality |:| Death is a lot like her name might suggest. She's tempermental and wiry as well as fiery. She doesn't put up with nonsense and won't hesitate to bite a grumpy mare or a pushy stallion. Although, a lot of the times she would rather prefer to stay away from a herd; staying in range of a stallion's gaze but away from the other mares. She's not one to socialize, and overprotective of her foals.
History |:| Death doesn't have a particularly exciting history. She was raised by her dam's side in her sire's herd with three other mares, all with foals. When she was old enough, she left the herd to find her own.



Siblings{Half and Full} |:| Life's Inferno, Breeze
Dam |:| Life's Wims
Sire |:| Death's Inferno



Crush |:| N/A
Mate |:| N/A
Foals |:| Black as Night and Follower



In Heat |:| Not yet.
Pregnant |:| N/A
Band Stallion |:| N/A
Other |:| The Wild West

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[asexual pirate;;]

((I have my basics done on my forms; I'll finish them tomorrow or later... I have a speech to right.))

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{Please,If you are joining,Post your forms within 2 days.}

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[dakotaawolven]

*The Wild West*





N a m e ;;
My name is Kai and my mare is Elu. Kai means Willow Tree while Elu means Beautiful.

G e n d e r ;;
I am a young woman and Elu is a mare.

A g e ;;
While I am 19, Elu is only 9.

R a n k ;;
I am a hunter. It may be unusual, but I am quite good with a bow and arrow.

P e r s o n a l i t y ;;
While I am calm and kind, Elu is the devil she was born to be. Both her sire and dam were wild, dangerous horses, set free as soon as she was old enough to live without them. But, I tamed her. I taught her gentleness and soft hands and voice when no one else would. She trusts me and I her. We would die for each other and both know it.

H i s t o r y ;;
When I was born, my mother was sick. But, then she got better. When I was 13, my mother gave birth to another daughter. But then, four years later, my mother died of sickness. My father had already passed on. He had died in battle. That left me with caring for my four year old sister. Thank the spirits for Elu. She helped me survive it. She was never fond of anyone but me, but she was always patient with Chenoa, my sister. That's when I traded for an older mare named Lomasi, meaning Pretty Flower. This became the horse Chenoa rode. I taught her everything she knows about everything. It is hard sometimes, raising my little sister, but other times, I love her to death. Elu though, is another story. It took me three years to be able to ride her. I didn't start working with her until she was two. She was five when I rode her the first time. But, she never bucked. Not once. I'm grateful for that.

C r u s h ;;
Nope. I have enough on my mind as it is. As for Elu, I doubt it. She hates stallions.







N a m e ;;
Chenoa

G en d e r ;;
Girl

A g e ;;
6 years old

R a n k ;;
Well, I'm just a child.

P e r s o n a l i t y ;;
Well, I'm calm like my sister and I love animals. I'm good at riding and also, I carry my feathered leather blanky everywhere.

H i s t o r y ;;
Well, when mommy passed away, sissy took care of me and even got me a horse!

C r u s h ;;
Nope.




N a m e ;;
Lomasi. It means Pretty Flower.

G en d e r ;;
Mare

A g e ;;
16 years old.

P e r s o n a l i t y ;;
Calm and quiet, she is a wonderful mount for Chenoa.

H i s t o r y ;;
She doesn't remember it really. When she was a war pony, she went over backwards and hit her head. It caused her to go blind in her right eye as well as lose most of her memory. All she knows is she's an Indian horse and will stay that way out of choice until she dies.

C r u s h ;;
Nope.

M a t e ;;
Nope

F o a l s ;;
She thinks she had one a long time ago.

[Hannah Elise]

Mystic Rain


Name |:| Mystic Rain
Nickname |:| Mystic or Rain whichever suits
Age |:| 9 months
Gender |:| Filly



Breed |:| Painted X Thoroughbred
Height |:| 12 Hands at the moment
Personality |:| Mystic Rain is quite curious, mysterious and shy towards others until you have gained her trust. At times Mystic can be very playful and loves to explore and running to her hearts content. Although she is quite social when it comes to meeting new horses Mystic is quite shy and hides behind her mother for protection, as it takes awhile for her to trust others and often has a bad temper when she feels threatened or scared. Mystic is often seen wandering off away from the herd to be by herself.
When it comes to humans Mystic is quite curious and eventually becomes sweet and gentle towards them but will strike out in fear if she feels threatened.

History |:| Unlike her mother Mystic Rain was born in the wild, although its been a pretty normal



Siblings{Half and Full} |:| Siblings From Colbolt's Pride ~ Again from Colbolt's Pride ~ None from Mother as of yet
Dam |:| Aranda {Died}
Sire |:| Colbolt's Pride



Crush |:| Currently No one
Mate |:| No Mate
Foals |:| None at this stage



In Heat |:| Too Young to be on heat
Pregnant |:| No too young
Band Stallion |:| None at the moment
Other |:| 'The Wild West'

{Ignore the Horse}

Name: Atreyu
Nickname: Arte
Age: 12
Gender: Male
Tribe Rank: Child at the moment
Horse(s): None at the moment
Personality: Atreyu loves exploring and having adventures but will often become serious if there was a job to be done. Atreyu will make a good Hunter or Warrior when he gets old and he is always practicing, You will often see him with the horses or playing with the younger children.
Crush: None
'Husband/Wife': To young at this stage
Children: None
Father: Tarrak
Mother: Nadia {Died}
Siblings: None
Other: 'The Wild West'

[Hannah Elise]

{Bump}