Post by Dove on Nov 16, 2011 18:56:02 GMT -5
Name: Luna
Breed: QH
Age: 4 yrs
Height: 15 hh
Coat Color/Special Markings: Luna has a chocolately black color very faintly dappled silver with a creamy white mane and tail. She has a white stripe on her forhead going down to her maw.
Eye Color: A very light blue, almost clear white, but, eletric in tone.
Personality: She has a light and carefree personality and is very welcoming to anyone she meets. You can practically do anything to her and she won't get mad at you, unless you mess with her friends. The way she speaks is somewhat odd at times because she is airy and nonchalant about everything. She is easily entertained by simple and complex things, her mind wanders from place to place, and you're never sure when she'll switch topics or what her next statement will be.
Sometimes people mistake her indifference and distance for coldness and or stupidness, which is not true at all. She is very smart and has a quickly working mind, sometimes she can be a little cold, but, that's just her.
History: She was almost exactly like her mother and father in all aspects of personality. They were a cute little group, outcasts but, that never affected their caring natures. They were extremely devoted to each other not in a religious sense but in loyalty. Not a word of anger would be used towards one another and they loved each other too much to speak ill of each other behind each other’s back. Luna loved her parents and always will, even if they are not dwelling this earth any longer.
Her mother was a deep and logical horse. She often wondered the why and how of things instead of just accepting it like others would. Luna’s father on the other hand was a thinker but, evened out his logical side with his dreamer side. He would tell Luna fantastical stories of strange creatures like dragons and chimeras. Luna would soak up these stories like a sponge and spent her days dreaming up other stories to tell her father. Her mother loved these story telling times and would listen with a soft expression and snort when the creature would do something silly.
Luna’s mother was an experimenter, she didn’t ask why something happened and how it happened, she just figured it out by herself, or sometimes with Luna’s help. Luna and her mother were practically twins, without the sibling rivalry. Luna looked and acted like her mom and they were stuck to each other like glue. This changed when a few days after Luna turning into a yearling her mother got horribly sick and died. Luna and her father were heartbroken; it was like half of Luna’s soul had mysteriously gone missing.
Luna’s heartbreak continued just a year after her mother’s death, her father died of sickness as well, except his was different, his soul was sick or at least that’s what Luna thought. He died not of flu or some other sickness; he died of a shattered soul. On the anniversary of her mother’s death Luna’s father stopped eating, he stopped living. The memory of the love of his life’s death was too much for him to bear. And Luna’s depression was worse. She missed him just as much as him if not more. Luna and her mother were a pair of argyle socks, you just couldn’t find another match if you lost one of them.
Luna lived on, knowing and believing that she had to for her parent’s sake; so that when she died and was reunited with them she could tell them of her life and experiences. That’s where her craving to learn kicks in. She’s managed herself for two years and expects to live very long and acquire a decent amount of knowledge to share.
Other: This is her:
Breed: QH
Age: 4 yrs
Height: 15 hh
Coat Color/Special Markings: Luna has a chocolately black color very faintly dappled silver with a creamy white mane and tail. She has a white stripe on her forhead going down to her maw.
Eye Color: A very light blue, almost clear white, but, eletric in tone.
Personality: She has a light and carefree personality and is very welcoming to anyone she meets. You can practically do anything to her and she won't get mad at you, unless you mess with her friends. The way she speaks is somewhat odd at times because she is airy and nonchalant about everything. She is easily entertained by simple and complex things, her mind wanders from place to place, and you're never sure when she'll switch topics or what her next statement will be.
Sometimes people mistake her indifference and distance for coldness and or stupidness, which is not true at all. She is very smart and has a quickly working mind, sometimes she can be a little cold, but, that's just her.
History: She was almost exactly like her mother and father in all aspects of personality. They were a cute little group, outcasts but, that never affected their caring natures. They were extremely devoted to each other not in a religious sense but in loyalty. Not a word of anger would be used towards one another and they loved each other too much to speak ill of each other behind each other’s back. Luna loved her parents and always will, even if they are not dwelling this earth any longer.
Her mother was a deep and logical horse. She often wondered the why and how of things instead of just accepting it like others would. Luna’s father on the other hand was a thinker but, evened out his logical side with his dreamer side. He would tell Luna fantastical stories of strange creatures like dragons and chimeras. Luna would soak up these stories like a sponge and spent her days dreaming up other stories to tell her father. Her mother loved these story telling times and would listen with a soft expression and snort when the creature would do something silly.
Luna’s mother was an experimenter, she didn’t ask why something happened and how it happened, she just figured it out by herself, or sometimes with Luna’s help. Luna and her mother were practically twins, without the sibling rivalry. Luna looked and acted like her mom and they were stuck to each other like glue. This changed when a few days after Luna turning into a yearling her mother got horribly sick and died. Luna and her father were heartbroken; it was like half of Luna’s soul had mysteriously gone missing.
Luna’s heartbreak continued just a year after her mother’s death, her father died of sickness as well, except his was different, his soul was sick or at least that’s what Luna thought. He died not of flu or some other sickness; he died of a shattered soul. On the anniversary of her mother’s death Luna’s father stopped eating, he stopped living. The memory of the love of his life’s death was too much for him to bear. And Luna’s depression was worse. She missed him just as much as him if not more. Luna and her mother were a pair of argyle socks, you just couldn’t find another match if you lost one of them.
Luna lived on, knowing and believing that she had to for her parent’s sake; so that when she died and was reunited with them she could tell them of her life and experiences. That’s where her craving to learn kicks in. She’s managed herself for two years and expects to live very long and acquire a decent amount of knowledge to share.
Other: This is her:
