Post by Dazi on Mar 17, 2016 23:05:12 GMT -8
Name: Psychotic Poetry ‘Poet’
Age: 10 years
Breed: Selle Francais
Gender: Stallion
Height: 17.1
Appearance: Starting as a lanky foal with legs much too big for his body, Poet filled out gracefully under the nutritional guidance of humans. His long powerful legs aren’t tainted with white or dark patches, his whole coat a deep gleaming palomino colour except for his silver white mane and tail. The only blemish upon his coat is the brand near his off side stifle of a SF in a six pointed star. His body is built like a champion jumped, a long elegant neck with carefully chiseledbone and lithe muscle. His eyes nearly always appear calm, an almost soothing soft brown.
Personality: Poet is the vision of a charming gentleman; kind, caring and gentle. He has been through some very tough times, losing two separate lives and many loved ones dropped him into a sever depression but he pushed through, focusing on surviving and learning how delicate life is. He may seem impossible to anger or upset, evaluating everybodys words and actions to try and logically work a situation out but he does have his bad days when he can be touchy and snappy. He can also be highly protective over loved ones in certain situations where he fears he may lose them. Occasionally he can become paranoid about losing someone if he becomes very close to them but he always tries to please them.
History: Poet started off his life at a high end breeding stable in France which specialized in jumpers. He spent quite a few years there, growing and training, eventually competing and rising through the ranks until he was sold at six years old. He was transported by ship though never reached his destination as a storm awoke the ocean and in a messy panic the stallion was swept over board. He spent a few years adjusting to the wild life after he washed ashore. At seven he had a herd and land of his own but after a terrible sickness ran through the land his small rule fell apart, leaving him alone once again at eight. He has spent a few years wandering the vast lands, trying to piece his world back together.
Age: 10 years
Breed: Selle Francais
Gender: Stallion
Height: 17.1
Appearance: Starting as a lanky foal with legs much too big for his body, Poet filled out gracefully under the nutritional guidance of humans. His long powerful legs aren’t tainted with white or dark patches, his whole coat a deep gleaming palomino colour except for his silver white mane and tail. The only blemish upon his coat is the brand near his off side stifle of a SF in a six pointed star. His body is built like a champion jumped, a long elegant neck with carefully chiseledbone and lithe muscle. His eyes nearly always appear calm, an almost soothing soft brown.
Personality: Poet is the vision of a charming gentleman; kind, caring and gentle. He has been through some very tough times, losing two separate lives and many loved ones dropped him into a sever depression but he pushed through, focusing on surviving and learning how delicate life is. He may seem impossible to anger or upset, evaluating everybodys words and actions to try and logically work a situation out but he does have his bad days when he can be touchy and snappy. He can also be highly protective over loved ones in certain situations where he fears he may lose them. Occasionally he can become paranoid about losing someone if he becomes very close to them but he always tries to please them.
History: Poet started off his life at a high end breeding stable in France which specialized in jumpers. He spent quite a few years there, growing and training, eventually competing and rising through the ranks until he was sold at six years old. He was transported by ship though never reached his destination as a storm awoke the ocean and in a messy panic the stallion was swept over board. He spent a few years adjusting to the wild life after he washed ashore. At seven he had a herd and land of his own but after a terrible sickness ran through the land his small rule fell apart, leaving him alone once again at eight. He has spent a few years wandering the vast lands, trying to piece his world back together.
