Post by *F.licka)) on Dec 5, 2006 8:30:34 GMT -5
Name: Spitfire
Gender: Male
Side: Herd
Rank Wanted: Undefined
Coat Color: Black
Personality: Nice and smart, however can be very protective, and nice gets him into fights sometimes.
Picture OR Physical Description: www.springhollowmorgans.com/sales/assets/caduceus_ulricka_1.jpg
History:
Brought to this world in a pasture. Brought to this world to a groomed mare. Brought to this world into humans arms. I was born to the humans, the large beeings. I knew I wasn't meant to be with them. I knew it!
So the day I was born, I stamped a hoof, and raised my body. For 1 month I tried escaping oh so many times. Finally, I did it. Leaving my past behind me. I was young yes, but determined. My mother didn't care. She was a broodmare. She had her others to care for. So travelled to a new land, reaching there at age 1. I was taunted for the brand that had been placed into my flesh on my flank. Stupid humans.. So for 1 year I was taunted. For one year I was beat and broiled. So I left. I couldn't live that life! I travelled among the herds, leaving each place.
Some say you can't come and go without leaving a legacy. Well no one cared about my legacy. I finally wandered to this land. I am wanting a home I can stay in forever. You know, settle down, find a mare and foal with her. Raise my kin.
Ofcourse this is just a dream. Because others have come and gone into this land. And their legacys leave wars and fights. So now I come, at age 4. Ready for anything. The taunts of my past, or the howls of my future. Like when I was younger, I stomp my hoof down for what I believe in.
Gender: Male
Side: Herd
Rank Wanted: Undefined
Coat Color: Black
Personality: Nice and smart, however can be very protective, and nice gets him into fights sometimes.
Picture OR Physical Description: www.springhollowmorgans.com/sales/assets/caduceus_ulricka_1.jpg
History:
Brought to this world in a pasture. Brought to this world to a groomed mare. Brought to this world into humans arms. I was born to the humans, the large beeings. I knew I wasn't meant to be with them. I knew it!
So the day I was born, I stamped a hoof, and raised my body. For 1 month I tried escaping oh so many times. Finally, I did it. Leaving my past behind me. I was young yes, but determined. My mother didn't care. She was a broodmare. She had her others to care for. So travelled to a new land, reaching there at age 1. I was taunted for the brand that had been placed into my flesh on my flank. Stupid humans.. So for 1 year I was taunted. For one year I was beat and broiled. So I left. I couldn't live that life! I travelled among the herds, leaving each place.
Some say you can't come and go without leaving a legacy. Well no one cared about my legacy. I finally wandered to this land. I am wanting a home I can stay in forever. You know, settle down, find a mare and foal with her. Raise my kin.
Ofcourse this is just a dream. Because others have come and gone into this land. And their legacys leave wars and fights. So now I come, at age 4. Ready for anything. The taunts of my past, or the howls of my future. Like when I was younger, I stomp my hoof down for what I believe in.