Post by mojaverattler on Sept 17, 2011 9:36:04 GMT -8
(if cld be personalized be great)Name: Racing Venom
Gender: Mare
Age: 4
Height:14.2hh
Alignment: Neutral
Breed:Straight Egyptian Arabian
Color: Black
Mane/Tail: Long Black
Eyes: Black
Markings: None
Other: None
Genetic Defects: None
Genetic Map: Likely to produce only blacks, grays
Personality: Venom has the soul of a explorer, she has a tendency to be going places she would be better staying out of. Her heart is kind but she is a wandering one, not likely to be staying in one place for to long. The memories she holds are not bad, but she has come across many a thing, had many chances to join a herd but has never done so. Venom wants a strong stallion, one that is not so kind hearted he can not fight. With her wandering ways, and calm mind she is likely to be leaving unless she finds the one for her. Despite her high levels of energy, Venom has a quick mind, but is calm and does not always react to outside influences.
History: Born on a night with out the light of the moon, gray brooding clouds lashing out with lightning, crashing with thunder. A heavy cold rain falling to the ground, her dam had to struggle to birth her. Sire near by, just below the hill and ever listening, through the wind and rain. The biting chill of the wind, the stinging strikes of water where her first greeting the new world. She had nickered, calling out after being nuzzled, a tongue bathed her muzzle to clear the passage for air. Choking in cold air, she had struggled to wobbly long legs. Her mother nudging her in the right direction as she latched on for her first meal. Recalling her black dam calling to her sire. She remembers him, a white star on his head, her mother a blaze, where she was solid, not a speck of white on her midnight pelt. Her sire and dam were alone, they had no herd, so little Venom grew to wandering at a young age of eight weeks. Now this troubled her parents whom started to watch her very closely. As she grew and so did the herd, she had made friends for the first time. As she aged she found many chances to run away with a colt, but none of them were good enough, so the filly stayed with her family..... till her desire to run had gotten to strong, she took off at the break of dawn, traveling many miles until finally she cam across a new land... a land she has yet to explore.
In Tuathia: Venom took immediately to exploring, to seeing what the land would hold for her. The story has to begin for it has only just begun....
BloodLine:
Sires Father:
Sire's Mother:
Dame's Father:
Dame's mother:
Sired by: Far Song
Out of: Storm Chaser
Brothers: Shadow, Zane
Sisters: Alina
Offspring:
Colts:
Fillies:
Relationships:
Love:
Lust:
Best Friends:
Friends:
Acquaintances:
Just met:
Dislikes:
hates:
Loathes: