Haruna

[kikukaede]

• Name: Haruna (meaning 'spring flower')
  
• Age: Three
  
• Breed (s): Mutt
  
• Height: 15.1hh
  
• Coat Color: Gold champagne
  
• Eye Color: Dark green
  
• Markings: tobiano x
  
  
• Alignment: Dark | Neutral | Light
  
  
• Personality: Always doing her best to please others, Haruna is desperate to be a good Samaritan to everyone and anyone. She will often go out of her way to help someone else, and is eager to gain the approval of anyone she meets; she is desperate to be liked. Easy to amuse, the mare is almost always smiling or laughing, trying her best to find pleasent aspects to every situation, and viewing difficult problems with good humour. Her enthusiastic attitude is either infectious, or insufferably annoying. Kind, caring, with a soft spot for 'ugly ducklings', she can sometimes be a little condescending - she is almost naive and unaware of how lucky she really is. Serious problems are difficult for her to understand - some things you just can't brush off with a little joke and move on, but she has yet to mature enough to understand that.
  Haruna is a sweet and gentle young girl, doing her best to get over her sad past and get on with her life somewhere new.
  
  
• History: Forbidden love. That is how so many lives are created, and tragically, so many end.
  Haruna was the result of a meeting of two very opposite equines - a dark queen, a lowly light commoner. The queen was left stranded after a rock slide in foreign territory, forced to spend time with a stranger who had also become lost. As they searched for an escape route, the two began to find common ground. They laughed at the same things, they played the same games as children. Soon, instead of searching for a way out, they simply remained where they were. Each justified it as waiting for the seasons to pass to see if a route with appear with the coming of spring. Hatred turned to friendship, and friendship turned to love... her King long forgotten, she allowed herself to become one with him.. and he, lovestruck, cradled his new bride close in the evenings, forgetting that the world did not stop for anyone. Summer came, and they were discovered.
  
  He was murdered, instantly. As the warriors held her back, her King slaughtered her lover before her eyes, battering him into the mud until his green eyes were just a memory. Horrified and heartbroken she fled, the King abandoning such a unfaithful wife anyway, wishing death and ruin unto her and her unborn bastard. Several months passed with the Queen, the loner, scraping out a living alone in the wilderness, barely surviving until she gave birth to a single child, a filly. She named her for the sweetest memory of her time with her lover, left her with a group of wandering mares, and disappeared. What became of her Haruna did not know, and heart her story only from her surrogate mothers who had heard rumour of it from nearby herds.
  
  Despite the whole idea of her past being incredibly confusing and overwhelming for a young child, Haruna grew into a happy and pleasent child. Her childhood was a calm one; silly games with friends and warm nights with her adopted family. She left when she came of age as was custom with the group, and although she was very sad to leave, the mare was excited to seek out a new life for herself.
  
  
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• Role-play Sample: Was her suffering really valid? Could she really complain? It wasn't as if her life had been all that difficult. The only death she had witnessed had been at such a young age she could hardly remember - besides, she hated him. Being alone wasn't so bad. It was refreshing, liberating! She was free to hate everything and everyone without being reprimanded, free to do nothing and sleep all day without the 'you're wasting your life, Koda' or 'why don't you find yourself a handsome stallion to cheer you up, Koda?' or 'It's about time you grew up, Koda'. When you were alone you could be as petulant as you wanted. If only loneliness wasn't be devastating, then it'd be the perfect state of being. But pale mare was about to be torn from her thoughts and her solitude...
  
  Then suddenly, she appeared. If her body had not been all but frozen to the stop she would have flinched. The other mare had seemed to have come out of nowhere, a ghost from the white sheets that surrounded them. Of course, she thought to herself; the first shelter I manage to find just had to be some kind of haunted graveyard, I might have known. However, as the other spoke, her facial expression somewhat strained, forced, but nonetheless welcoming. As welcoming as one's face could be in amongst such awful conditions. Straining to hear her voice over the white noise of the storm and the stones, she smiled, a little too enthusiastically: "Oh, yes!!". An awkward sentence. It stumbled and fell. It collapsed too soon. Her smile slowly died, realising how ridiculous she now looked. Had her social skills suffered this much in the time she had travelled alone? It hadn't felt like that long, not at all. Raising her pale head just enough to examine the other mare properly, Miakoda took in her fiery colouring, such a contrast to her own skin. Fire, ice. Life, death. That is how she felt whenever she looked at such a vibrant creature as her new companion. She thought of herself. She thought of her inadequacy. She thought of her brother, and how he would have undoubtedly been better.
  
  After a few (long) seconds, she composed herself. Recovering from her initial stumbling block, she cleared her throat and spoke again, voice raised enough to be heard over the din: "I'm alright.. Although, why are you here?". Immediately she regretted the accusatory tone, and rushed to correct herself. "I mean, I'm here by accident, or really stupidity..". She paused. Beholding once again her behemoth idiocy was startling. "How did you get out here?" It was obvious though, wasn't it? She walked. There were simple answers to everything. It was a choice to make things complicated or not. You run or you walk. You eat or you starve. You live or you die. Any stage inbetween was just part of the decision making process. Miakoda hadn't really decided yet, what she preferred. Life, or death.
  

[Khar ♣]

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