Post by Anigmon on Jun 15, 2011 23:06:03 GMT -8
Name: Hirisho
Age: 5 years
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Quarter Horse/Belgian mix
Base Color: Chestnut
Markings: A white blaze while on the forehead it forms a C. Plus four white socks.
Height: 16 HH
Personality: He is one of the kindest stallions you will ever meet making it seem like he is a mare. While on the other hand if you are aggressive to him he will be aggressive back. Once he claims a mare he likes caring for her and he always hopes that she would leave. He is a strong leader because of this trait of his to care for his mares so kindly. Once he has enough mares he hopes to have lots of foals that he could call his own.
History: At a very young age he noticed that whenever he asked questions about his father in front of his mother then she would just say that he was a kind stallion. When he finally made it to his first birthday he asked his mom one last time about his father before he left the herd that cared for him so much. What his mom told him was that he was not a colt from the lead stallion but in fact he was the son of a loner that had died in a fire just before he was born. He accepted his mother's story as the truth before he finally left the herd in search of his own. Now at five years of age he is on the brink of success after being a loner for four years.
Age: 5 years
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Quarter Horse/Belgian mix
Base Color: Chestnut
Markings: A white blaze while on the forehead it forms a C. Plus four white socks.
Height: 16 HH
Personality: He is one of the kindest stallions you will ever meet making it seem like he is a mare. While on the other hand if you are aggressive to him he will be aggressive back. Once he claims a mare he likes caring for her and he always hopes that she would leave. He is a strong leader because of this trait of his to care for his mares so kindly. Once he has enough mares he hopes to have lots of foals that he could call his own.
History: At a very young age he noticed that whenever he asked questions about his father in front of his mother then she would just say that he was a kind stallion. When he finally made it to his first birthday he asked his mom one last time about his father before he left the herd that cared for him so much. What his mom told him was that he was not a colt from the lead stallion but in fact he was the son of a loner that had died in a fire just before he was born. He accepted his mother's story as the truth before he finally left the herd in search of his own. Now at five years of age he is on the brink of success after being a loner for four years.
