Snake Eyes
Jun 10, 2013 19:45:14 GMT -8
Post by troubador on Jun 10, 2013 19:45:14 GMT -8
Name :: Snake Eyes (alias: Colonel Rattler)
Breed :: Arabian
Age :: 4 years
Gender :: Stallion
Alliance :: Tribe of Gathering Shadows
Pelt Color :: Black
Mane/Tail Color :: Black
Eye Color :: Cerulean Blue
Markings :: Star, interrupted stripe, Three socks (Both front, left hind), Muzzle marks
Height :: 14.3
Personality ::Rattler is a rather formidable foe. He is arrogant and selfish, but still knows how to love. He tries not to show emotion at all, often coming off as stand offish and rude. He could care less what you've accomplished, if he thinks he can take you on, he's going to. He often takes what he wants when he wants it and there is no stopping him. The only thing that could stop him is Death himself. He prizes himself on his physical and emotional strength and his tenacious approach to life's challenges. He is good looking, small but powerful. He walks and talks as if he owns the world, his dominating personality never backing down, not even from one much larger than himself. He will confidently enter another stallions or mares territory - Woe betide any who try to stop him. He keeps himself very precisely groomed. His biggest downfall is his tenacity, which also happens to be his strength as well. His abundance in self-confidence can cause him to bite off more than he can chew, but that does not stop the stud from performing his best. He is a trickster at times. He will respect those, only to stab them in the back later on if he feels it will benefit him. He can be overbearing, pricey, and a terror to work with, but those who offer him high payments for his work and loyalty will never regret hiring him on.
History ::He had a fairly normal child hood. He came from a broken home, his father shunned his mother before he was born, and he was left to live with her on the outskirts of the herd. He grew cold and distant, his mother never being there to actually teach him stuff for life. So he watched others actions, listened to them, finally getting picked off from the herd by a rival mare, who took interest in his feisty attitude, his ferocious hostility towards everything and everyone. So she put him in training, planning to use him as a soldier, but when the colt showed signs of never getting taller than 15 hands high, she took him out of training and dumped him on the side lines. He was a yearling then, now angrier than before at the world. He discovered a band of bachelors and he traveled with them, gaining their trust, earning the right to lead them across the lands. As they got older, some left, some did not. Some joined their little group. All the while the black stallion kept leading. He backstabbed a few of them, leading to their deaths, and he soon earned his name, Snake Eyes. He, however, rarely gives warnings before striking. As they approached Wild Whispers, he soon had them all dead, and with no regrets, he walked away from his past.