Post by Friesian on Aug 18, 2009 8:51:11 GMT -5
Name: Black Rose
Age: 9 years old
Breed: Paint
Height: 15.7 hands high
Colour:Black on white
Eye Colour: Brownish Red
Gender: Mare
Markings: None
Age: 9 years old
Breed: Paint
Height: 15.7 hands high
Colour:Black on white
Eye Colour: Brownish Red
Gender: Mare
Markings: None
History: Black Rose grew up in a herd where stallions force bred all the mares and love was the rarest thing in the world. Her parents had fallen in love and tried to make all of the other horses in their herd see that force breeding and pushing mares around and fighting for no good reason could be avoided. And because of their efforts, her parents were killed. She was four years old when that happened and was about ready to be force bred when her parents were slaughtered. She was chased out of the herd because the herd didnt want her to try and have the same ideas her parents had had. So she left but soon came back with a rage and hate that she still carries today and will probably carry for the rest of her life. She came back to the herd and killed any horse that got in her way. When she had finished, she had wiped out almost the entire herd. She then spent years roaming around with no where to go, no where to belong and she would kill over something as small as a sweet patch of grass. Her heart grew hard and cold until she almost couldnt feel anything. She searched the lands, looking for something. She knew what it was in the deepest part of her mind but refused to admit it to herself. She wanted to find a stallion like herself that she could somehow have a connection with. She knew that there was one out there somewhere. So she has spent her life so far searching for the love that she hopes will die for her and she would die for him. But in the mean time, she takes her rage out on anything smaller or weaker than her. She is no powerful stallion that is for sure so she doesnt pick fights with horses that she knows she cant beat, but she will attack anything if she has even the tiniest thing against you. She is a paint for her father was a pure bred paint as was her mother but it is believed that she was born as white as snow but when her parents died and she turned to a life of revenge and murder, her coat became splotched with the same color as her black heart. She is a rogue and might always be. But now she is in the Valley where she met the perfect stallion, a dark called Peligrosas, who she vows to help cause chaosis and death until she can ease the burning in her heart for revenge.