Post by Sham! on Jan 29, 2011 15:51:15 GMT -5
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Full Name: Devil's Brood (her registered name)
Nickname(s): Hekate
Age: 4
Gender: Mare
Species: Equine
Breed(s): Thoroughbred
Other: Aerin's history and hers tie togetherrr. Sexiness. Oh, and I have people slaving away at manip & a table for her, so her image will be up shortly xD
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She's dark, and twisted in her ways. Her life could only be described as ruined, and it shows. She has large scars across her body- main ones on her chest, neck, and withers. Her mane is a normal length, same as her tail, though they can tend to be messed up, due to the fact she lives in the wild. Her hooves are black as well- in fact, there's not a smidgen of white on her. Her eyes are rolling dark brown orbs, showing whites almost eternally. She stands 16 hands high, has a very fine head and prominent withers. Her legs are very muscular as well.
MIND,
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She's a loner, and doesn't trust. If horses could be evil, she might just be. She likes being left alone and simply bad breeding and abuse has ruined her. She likes attacking and never backs off, even though she often loses to any stallions that cross her path. She's pretty much insane, and that's just one of the reasons she was sent here.
SOUL.
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Hekate was always slightly wretched as a horse. Her parents both had bad attitudes, but her dam had mellowed out after a few foals so they risked the breeding. However, her dam's original temper came out in Hekate, and was only strengthened by her sire's fieryness. Hekate was fast, there was no questioning that, it was only a matter of her temper. She took months to even get a saddle onto her back, and so she made her first start very late in her 3 year old year. However, despite her being vicious, if she could just get her mind on the work, sometimes she liked to run, and win.
In the middle of her four year old career, she was racing in a million dollar race which meant everything to her owners. She had taken a nice spot, but her jockey kept restraining her from hurting the others like she wanted to- to show them she was better. At the end of the race, she was in the lead, but a closer came up alongside her and she just couldn't not make him go away, but she was tired, and so she lunged at him, and knocked him around a bit, but some stupid fool behind her just had to misstep and break his leg, and so she was punished and sent here. She wasn't even fit to become a broodmare, her owners decided. Too dangerous. So now here she was, on the island. She didn't know her jockey was here too.
