Post by twiztid on Mar 12, 2015 10:12:58 GMT -5
SCREAM MY NAME. Clover
THEY CALL ME. n/a
SEASON ME. four years old [[ Spring ]]
BREED ME OUT. gypsy vanner
SEX ME. mare
SHAKING HANDS WITH. the pure [lights]
PAINT ME. Sooty Palomino Tobiano
STRING UP. Sooty Flaxen
GLOBES LOOK. green
MARKED UP. irregular bald face | irregular high whites [back and left front legs] | Tobiano
I STAND UP. fifteen hands
IMAGINE ME. -- coming
HEALTH CONSIST AT. 100%
ACTING OUT.
- cheerful
- tries to make everyone happy before herself
- can be unsure about herself
- out going
- loves to laugh and be with good friends
- is terrified of dark horses
- doesn't like to be crowded
- loves to play around
- loves babies
- very nervous at first to anyone she starts talking to
- always scared or nervous by the slightest strange sound
HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF.
Birth -- She was born in captivity with her mother. Her father of course from some where else that she would never know of. Having a life of happiness by her mother's side. Being dragged around from one place to another at mother and foal shows that she really did not understand. She just followed her mother around with her mother just telling her to go with it.
Year One -- She was then weaned from her mother and taken to some strange place. Never to see her mother again but she was used in a way that she never thought she would be used as. Being force on by humans to do things that she did not do at her old farm. Being put into a stall and not to move again from where she was at. Unsure if this is what her mother did but she had to do it. Only seeing the light of day through stall bars and then to be dragged off for a thirty minute walk and then back to the same place again.
Late Year Two -- This was when she was forced by the humans to breed with a stallion that she did not know of. Becoming pregnant and still in the same place. Making Clover grow a bit miserable with her life. Wanting to go back home and yet she could not even move from where she lived at.
Year Three -- Her foal was stripped from her and on top of that, the farm she was at was burnt to the ground. Leaving her running for her life. She was very unsure about what was going on, but she just ran. Not stopping to go back and surely running from the sound of the humans. Hoping to never run into them again.
Year Four -- She still wanders alone. Unsure about her life. Everything making her super nervous and scared. Continue to move forwards to who knows where. Though her legs only stopped moving to rest for some sleep and no place she called home just yet. Which really saddened her.
PAST OLD LADY. no one
SPAWN OF MY OWN. none
