Post by Probli on Aug 17, 2009 17:42:19 GMT -6
Name:
Probli
Gender:
Stallion
Age:
3
Coat:
A pale rusty coat that shifts into a more saturated color at the points.
Mane and Tail:
Intense rust-red
Other:
Clearly a descendant of a mustang. Pointed. Stands at 14.2 hands.
Appearance:
Probli is somewhat stocky, but lacks a good amount of clearly defined muscle mass. He is very average in build, for those with the blood of mustangs within them. His coat is a dull rust-orange that terminates at the points to a more full orange color. Furthermore, his coat is fairly thin, but not noticeable visually. A sharp, rusty red color graces his mane and tail.
Probli's muzzle is rather marred by a series of small hairless patches that pepper it. His eyes are a dark brown with a seemingly random assortment of orange flecks. His hooves could be said to be kept in tolerably good condition, if not for a small number of chips and small cracks.
Element:
Fire and Earth
Personality:
Probli is, for the most part, what one would consider to be a "nice guy". He will often try his best to please others around him, and attempts to stay on everyone's good side. This sometimes prove to be a hindrance for Probli, though. He is often seen as a pushover to others, and his kindness is sometimes taken for granted. If this persists for too long, Probli's main mean of fixing the issue is to shrug it off and hope it doesn't go on much longer.
However, much like everyone else, Probli is occasionally stricken with a grumpy or apathetic mood. If, in these moods, his actions are questioned he can be quite defensive for seemingly no reason. When Probli realizes that he is in a bad mood, he often tries to stay away from others in an attempt to keep from hurting anyone's feelings. Although, this usually keeps Probli in his moods for a longer period of time, and doesn't usually help at all.
History:
Probli was raised by fairly kind and tolerant parents. His mother was very loving, and protected the young stallion from anything that could go wrong. This often included sheltering him from any interaction with other horses that could prove to be negative in her eyes. His mother would sometimes keep Probli from making friends with those she saw as negative influences, which at the time for Probli seemed like an awful lot of horses. However, the stallion allowed for this and did not question his dear mother. He knew that he could find new friends once he eventually left the herd, which his father was kind enough to often remind the young horse about.
His father was generally kind to him, but kept his distance for the most part, only imparting a few words with him a day. Probli usually saw this as his father having some kind of aversion to him, which has left him somewhat bitter about his father. Once the stallion had nearly reached three years of age, the herd decided that it was time for him to leave. Probli was not bitter, and it was not, for the most part, a sad parting. At most, it left Probli with a nagging sensation of being alone, but he knew that it had to be done. With hopes of finding a herd of his own, or potentially joining another, he now wanders...
Probli
Gender:
Stallion
Age:
3
Coat:
A pale rusty coat that shifts into a more saturated color at the points.
Mane and Tail:
Intense rust-red
Other:
Clearly a descendant of a mustang. Pointed. Stands at 14.2 hands.
Appearance:
Probli is somewhat stocky, but lacks a good amount of clearly defined muscle mass. He is very average in build, for those with the blood of mustangs within them. His coat is a dull rust-orange that terminates at the points to a more full orange color. Furthermore, his coat is fairly thin, but not noticeable visually. A sharp, rusty red color graces his mane and tail.
Probli's muzzle is rather marred by a series of small hairless patches that pepper it. His eyes are a dark brown with a seemingly random assortment of orange flecks. His hooves could be said to be kept in tolerably good condition, if not for a small number of chips and small cracks.
Element:
Fire and Earth
Personality:
Probli is, for the most part, what one would consider to be a "nice guy". He will often try his best to please others around him, and attempts to stay on everyone's good side. This sometimes prove to be a hindrance for Probli, though. He is often seen as a pushover to others, and his kindness is sometimes taken for granted. If this persists for too long, Probli's main mean of fixing the issue is to shrug it off and hope it doesn't go on much longer.
However, much like everyone else, Probli is occasionally stricken with a grumpy or apathetic mood. If, in these moods, his actions are questioned he can be quite defensive for seemingly no reason. When Probli realizes that he is in a bad mood, he often tries to stay away from others in an attempt to keep from hurting anyone's feelings. Although, this usually keeps Probli in his moods for a longer period of time, and doesn't usually help at all.
History:
Probli was raised by fairly kind and tolerant parents. His mother was very loving, and protected the young stallion from anything that could go wrong. This often included sheltering him from any interaction with other horses that could prove to be negative in her eyes. His mother would sometimes keep Probli from making friends with those she saw as negative influences, which at the time for Probli seemed like an awful lot of horses. However, the stallion allowed for this and did not question his dear mother. He knew that he could find new friends once he eventually left the herd, which his father was kind enough to often remind the young horse about.
His father was generally kind to him, but kept his distance for the most part, only imparting a few words with him a day. Probli usually saw this as his father having some kind of aversion to him, which has left him somewhat bitter about his father. Once the stallion had nearly reached three years of age, the herd decided that it was time for him to leave. Probli was not bitter, and it was not, for the most part, a sad parting. At most, it left Probli with a nagging sensation of being alone, but he knew that it had to be done. With hopes of finding a herd of his own, or potentially joining another, he now wanders...
