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Name:: Texas Tornado
Nickname::Either Texas.. Or Tornado
Gender:: Stallion
Age:: 11 Years
Breed:: Appaloosa
Rank:: Lead Stallion
Looks:: He has a white coat with brown spots on it his face is brown and his mane and tail are brown, cream and black.
Traits:: Funny,Fast,sweet,kind,strong,handsome,not afraid to speak his mind,rude sometimes.
What He's looking for in a mare:: Wants a mare that is sweet,kind,has a great personality, and pretty
Crush:: None yet
Mate:: Wishes he had one.
Foals:: None yet.
Dam and Sire:: Elizabeth was his Dam.. His sire was Taylor
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H i s t o r y
Well... I was born into the competitions, A pure western bred horse. My parents were all time champs at riding but when they had me they became aggressive towards humans afraid that they would hurt me. Or so I thought, turned out they didn't like the attention I got, Look at my coat! You see.. My father was a white appaloosa with black spots, My mother black with white spots now look at me? I was a rare coated horse so they called. Anyways my parents became jealous of the attention I got. but.. One day while they were competing I was all alone in the pasture just trotting around.. Normal colt thing. When some rebel teens decided I looked like stealing I tried to neigh for help I even saw my parents perked their ears and look out, All they did was smirk and carry on with their riding the teens took me to their home where a little girl, Their sister had brain cancer and was close to death, After I saw *why* they stole me I began to like it. I cheered the girl up and made her always smile ear-ear but one day while I was running around. I found a cave and decided to dicover it when I came back home the two teen boys who stole me carried their little sister out of the house, Stiff and... Dead. I couldn't stand the site of her dead so I ran away now I am here. But I wish I had a love life.. It would cheer me up. But Now I am here..
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Name;Shooting Star
Nickname;Star
Age; 10 years old.
Gender; mare.
Breed;a pure mustang
Looks; Pure white
Traits;Sweet,kind,can be very harsh,loves foals,not afraid to tell you what she thinks of you, fast,strong
What she looks for in a stallion;A stallion who is kind,funny, and that loves her more than himself.
Dam and sire;two thoroughbred horses named Julie and Andrew.
Rank; Beta Mare
Crush;Wants..
Mate; Wishes..
Foals;none yet
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H i s t o r y
Well.. I was born into the wild, Born wild been that way forever, When I was around 1 cowboys came and killed my parents, I couldn't stand it so I had to atleaste TRY to attack them. I failed and they took me with them to shows called 'Mustang Millionare' Where they had to train wild mustangs, I gave in to them making them *think* they had me trained, The day of the competition, I pretended till the last bit and when crazy on the humans, They tried to shot me but I ran to fast, All they probally saw: A white blob escaping! I ran as they chased me on other horses.. I couldn't stand the thought of humans,Cruel creatures. Finally they caught me as I became tired but I fought still making their horses see: Wild life was better they helped me and I've been a lone mare since. Never been covered don't plan on it. But it may change.. You never know!
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↷↷ name
"well, im river. that's it, just plain old melody. unlike a few horses around here, i haven't been caught by the humans and gotten a fancy pants name. some just call me mel, but it is rare"
↷↷ gender
"Mare.. DUH But I am as tough as those stallions!"
↷↷ age
"im at the ripe age of five"
↷↷ breed
"I am a chesnut friesan, very rare.!"
↷↷ rank
"I am a Queen for now!"
↷↷ Crush
"No none at the moment"
↷↷ Mate
"I don't plan on it.."
↷↷ personality
"i like to think myself as outgoing and bold. i stand up for myself and if i don't want to be taken by a stallion, ill run for the hills, hopefully never to see the stallion again. but really, i think myself as energetic, just stubborn at times. im quite picky as well, not just in stallions but in land and other things. i know that i am not the mother figure a lot of mares are sometimes i think fighting is the best way to settle things, and i have been in a few with mares and stallions, but i try to stay away from that since i can get hurt easily, Yes I may be in a herd with stallions but I prefer to be alone.."
↷↷ foals
"I am pregnant!"
Fourm- galaxycat; on her permission ©
Character - galaxycat; ©
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Hello, I am King a stallion at the ripe age of 6 I am a mare protector and I love my rank I hope though I can become the lead postition some day.. I doubt it though. I am a stallion OF COURSE and I am a black Andalusian. Very rare wait till we get to my history, Anways I don't have a love life I don't really plan on it. My personality is a quite awkward subject but here goes.. I am a sweet stallion and I love almost anyone unless you are rude to me. I will fight back I don't back down, I stand up for myself, I am very strong and quite fast as well. Not the fastest of the herd.. But fast *chuckles* I am very flirty when I want to be. I am quite romantic as well * Winks * Well my history.... I was born into a family of 3, 1 sibling and 2 parents (Duh..) Anyways my parents both had dapple grey coats and my sister had a white. But me? I had black. Our family were show horses so people were amazed of my black coat they didn't get why, But I was a rare horse so tons of people tried to steal me. Although my parents didn't stop them the owners of me did then they got mad at my parents,But oh well.. A couple years later when I was 3 I began to show with my parents we did one show where we pulled a wagon behind us. We were all hooked up to one, Me in the front and my parents in the back but my dad decided he'd had enough so he bit my rump making me loose control and run around it really hurt.. Anyways as I was in a corner my father looked at me and said "Run, Run for your life or the humans won't kill you.. I will. You stole my spot light and your mothers and THIS IS IT!" He said it so harshly all I could do is.. Run so I bucked out of the circle of humans and ran for the hills. Now I am here.. I still think of my father's word how harsh they were.. He didn't even love his own son? But.. I'm here I need to focus on other things.