Vienna
Jul 17, 2013 18:01:44 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2013 18:01:44 GMT -8
Name :: Vienna
Breed :: American Paint
Age :: 4 Years
Gender :: Mare
Alliance :: Currently Loner
Pelt Color :: Overo
Mane/Tail Color :: Red Roan
Eye Color :: One is Green the right one is Blue. (Will buy in super store once I finish.)
Markings :: A bald face and white markings throughout her body.
Height :: 15 Hands - 15.5 Hands
Personality ::Vienna, like many others, has multiple sides to her that define her essence. The one that she is accustomed to is the outgoing personality that loves to tease her friends; however making friends is harder than necessary for her. She has many unneeded doubts about herself, the actions she takes and the words exiting her mouth. Many times those thoughts keep her silent and unassuming towards others, maybe the silence is just a way to defend herself from being hurt. Rare flashes of another personality sometimes slip through her "mask", the personality she's ashamed of, the one she hides in her mind. That other person is a grotesque thing that would happily watch as another being suffers and slowly looses their life, she herself would be more than happy to have her hooves stained with their blood, it is a dark side to her that she has somehow developed. Yet those dark thoughts the make her wretch fascinate her. Many things could happen if somebody accepted that side of her; however she is still the cheeky little mare that is happier spending time with others and loves the rain.
History ::Vienna spent her younger years away from her herd, her father preferring to have others take care of his children. As the leader of the herd he was expected to produce an heir, therefore Vienna grew up with many siblings, not all from the same mother. She only knew her mother by a name, only that. She made friends, fought with siblings, and seeked her father's affection during those first year, living like a normal filly. Her lineage was extensive and highly revered however she was in a place where stags were favored over others, after all there is only one heir to lead the herd. Vienna grew up in an almost emotionless home, which is most likely why she was not there often, spending time away from it to enjoy life with others. The relationship with her siblings started as a polite mandatory connection but as time passed an more was learned most treated her as the "little wittle baby" of the family, although not loving her all the time they preferred harm not come to her. However close she had become with her siblings could not stop the already cracking thing she called family. The fights increased, blood was spilled, tears were shed, and pain overtook them. During this time she was kept away, outsiders pitying her, family distant to keep her from any supposed harm that could befall. It was not surprise that she spent so much time alone, with her thoughts that twisted and turned. She may not have played a part in the cracks that broke her family but she saw all that happened, that was when her mind turned, As the pieces finally fell after so much of trying to hold on she left. It wasn't that she couldn't take it anymore but something was calling her and now there was nothing to stay for.