Post by blackphantom on Jan 19, 2009 18:03:36 GMT -5
Name: Jonquil (Shonquil is what it sounds like)
Age: 5
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Shire
Height: 17.2
Appearance: A bay 17.2 hand high stallion with a flowing long black mane and tail. His featherings on his hocks are a beautiful white, and on his left hind a white stripe goes up the inside of his leg. The featherings go almost up to his knees and on his face a beautiful broad blaze is sketched. He has a long scar running down his side that his enemy Phamatine so brutally carved into him. He is not bulky, but very muscular. His eyes are a steel gray. He has an Irish accent.
Alliance: Dark
Brief History: He was a bully at the age of six months, and he made plenty of enemies. They haunted him many months before he fled, fearing his life as they attacked. They chased him for miles, until he finally made a sharp turn and jumped into a fast-flowing river. He was dragged out by his father, who had followed him and his attackers. The father and son had grown close, and his father banned the young stallions who had attacked him.
Jonquil loved being with his father, but he had a longing for a herd of his own. He told his father that he had to leave, and his father was very sad but let him go. When he was a few miles away from the herd, his enemy Phamatine jumped out of the brush and attacked him, pinning him down and ripping open his side. He screamed out and kicked his legs, but he was at the mercy of his enemy. Finally, after much pain and blood loss, Jonquil's father came to his rescue and chased off Phamatine. He had fainted from loss of blood, and his father thought he was dead. He returned to his herd, and Jonquil awakened.
He fled, galloping until he was near exhaustion. Dragging his wounded and wilted body into a meadow, he once again collapsed. In the morning, he felt strong enough to keep going. Jonquil galloped once again another full days time, and the next night he collapsed. He finally found a place he could call home, but he was driven out by another of the stallions he had bullied.
He found a cave and wandered inside, very cautiously, but it was empty. He rested in the cave for a week, then set out again. He has no idea that his half-brother, Phamatine is alive and stalking him.
Personality: He is a lady charmer, knowing how to flatter the mares and how to calm down the mean ones. He is a large flatterer, but he can tone it down a bit. He hates other stallions since the attack from Phamatine. If another stallion comes across him or his land, he better watch out. If Jonquil is challenged, oh boy will he take his anger out on him!
Age: 5
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Shire
Height: 17.2
Appearance: A bay 17.2 hand high stallion with a flowing long black mane and tail. His featherings on his hocks are a beautiful white, and on his left hind a white stripe goes up the inside of his leg. The featherings go almost up to his knees and on his face a beautiful broad blaze is sketched. He has a long scar running down his side that his enemy Phamatine so brutally carved into him. He is not bulky, but very muscular. His eyes are a steel gray. He has an Irish accent.
Alliance: Dark
Brief History: He was a bully at the age of six months, and he made plenty of enemies. They haunted him many months before he fled, fearing his life as they attacked. They chased him for miles, until he finally made a sharp turn and jumped into a fast-flowing river. He was dragged out by his father, who had followed him and his attackers. The father and son had grown close, and his father banned the young stallions who had attacked him.
Jonquil loved being with his father, but he had a longing for a herd of his own. He told his father that he had to leave, and his father was very sad but let him go. When he was a few miles away from the herd, his enemy Phamatine jumped out of the brush and attacked him, pinning him down and ripping open his side. He screamed out and kicked his legs, but he was at the mercy of his enemy. Finally, after much pain and blood loss, Jonquil's father came to his rescue and chased off Phamatine. He had fainted from loss of blood, and his father thought he was dead. He returned to his herd, and Jonquil awakened.
He fled, galloping until he was near exhaustion. Dragging his wounded and wilted body into a meadow, he once again collapsed. In the morning, he felt strong enough to keep going. Jonquil galloped once again another full days time, and the next night he collapsed. He finally found a place he could call home, but he was driven out by another of the stallions he had bullied.
He found a cave and wandered inside, very cautiously, but it was empty. He rested in the cave for a week, then set out again. He has no idea that his half-brother, Phamatine is alive and stalking him.
Personality: He is a lady charmer, knowing how to flatter the mares and how to calm down the mean ones. He is a large flatterer, but he can tone it down a bit. He hates other stallions since the attack from Phamatine. If another stallion comes across him or his land, he better watch out. If Jonquil is challenged, oh boy will he take his anger out on him!