Post by Skye-Blue. on Mar 26, 2013 19:37:48 GMT -5
I'm Outlaw,
twelve years under my belt,
mustang and draft blood runs through my veins,
i'm a stallion,
i am sixteen point two hands tall,
my color is dark bay,
my eyes are black as the night,
and i have overo markings on my hide.
His mother didnt want him, his father was a loner who had happened by one night and took it upon himself to woo his mother. Though, 'wooing' wasnt exactly the right term. He forcebred her, so it only makes sense that she would reject the foal that resulted- especially a colt. Surely he would turn out like his father.
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At the age of a year, his mother left him behind, her sights set on a new life without her past dragging her down in the form of a son. Outlaw was a large foal, it was clear he would grow tall and thick like his father. He stuck to the edges of Efre, keeping out of sight until the age of three, when testosterone began ruling over his reason.
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He bears many scars on his hide from fights with other stallions- mostly over mares. Outlaw has not yet led a herd, and isnt sure he wants to. Why have all the responsiblity when you can just breed em and leave em? He is now well on in years- or at least by wild equine standards. He has much experience and has earned the respect of any who encounter him, if they dont steer clear of this tough, fierce stud.
twelve years under my belt,
mustang and draft blood runs through my veins,
i'm a stallion,
i am sixteen point two hands tall,
my color is dark bay,
my eyes are black as the night,
and i have overo markings on my hide.
His mother didnt want him, his father was a loner who had happened by one night and took it upon himself to woo his mother. Though, 'wooing' wasnt exactly the right term. He forcebred her, so it only makes sense that she would reject the foal that resulted- especially a colt. Surely he would turn out like his father.
--
At the age of a year, his mother left him behind, her sights set on a new life without her past dragging her down in the form of a son. Outlaw was a large foal, it was clear he would grow tall and thick like his father. He stuck to the edges of Efre, keeping out of sight until the age of three, when testosterone began ruling over his reason.
--
He bears many scars on his hide from fights with other stallions- mostly over mares. Outlaw has not yet led a herd, and isnt sure he wants to. Why have all the responsiblity when you can just breed em and leave em? He is now well on in years- or at least by wild equine standards. He has much experience and has earned the respect of any who encounter him, if they dont steer clear of this tough, fierce stud.