Post by Silent Breeze on Jul 20, 2007 20:58:58 GMT -5
Full Name: Silent Breeze
*Nickname: Breeze
Age: 4
Gender: Fem
Alliance: Neutral
Halter: nope
Scars: None
Mane and Tail Color: A soft silvery white
Main Color: Her coat is almost pure white, only an expirienced eye could tell that it was actually a light shade of grey. She has barely visible dapples that cover her back and some of her back legs.
Markings: none
Breed: Thoroughbred
Personality: Breeze is very gentle and kind towards other horses as well as foals. She is a little shy at first but qiuckly becomes very open and is easy to befriend. She's very trusting.. her biggest flaw is that she has bad temper that rarely gets the best of her.
*Past: Born into a world of abusing humans, she was alone. Her mother was killed just weeks after her birth. She lived in a trailer with barely any light. Her mother was a slaughter horse, and she died for this reason. When she was still a filly she wasn't worth anything ot the slaughter folks and sold her to a rodeo man. Here, her expierience with humans only worsened. When she had become two years, (she had been living in a small corral with another colt), she began to buck for a living. The humans shocked her and drugged her to buck and rear in front of nosiy crowds while some human sat on her back and pulled at her mane and tail and kicked her his spurs. For a year, she lived like this. On her last show, when the human mounted her and she was released, it all started normally. She struggled against him. That's when she fell. Her hind leg sliiped from under her and her bod fell to the ground. The man had broken his leg. For the rest of the night she was left in an old stall, one foot raised from the ground, pain surging through it with every step. She was untreated, and sold. Again.
Back to slaughter. The same slaughter. It was all the same. She was kept in a smelly old trailer again, whinnies of pain and desperation sounding from the house. Maybe a week later, she was lead into the now blinding light. Her ribs were apparent and were pelt was mangled and sweaty. The man began to lead her in the direction of the building area. Only then did she realize what was happening. On three legs, she halted, only to reciev a tug on the the lead. Then another. Finally the man pulled her forward, only to be interrupted by a terrified whinny that quickly died and faded. The reason wasn't from pain. A flame was rising from the house. The man dropped the rope and rushed into the house. More screams arose from man and horse. She snorted and began to trot slowly and unevenly around in an attempt to find an exit. Then she saw it as men began to rush towards a gate to cut off the escaping equines. She painfully began to cnater towards ot. The gate was closing, only a few equines getting away. When only a few feet away, the gates were closed, men were escaping on their own leaving the horses to die. They watched from outside the gate, some laughing or joking about 'saving money'.
They flames were soon upon her and her trapped companions, each in the same or worse shape then her. A bay morgen gelding began to trot around the border, and she only followed, troting behind ignoring the pain from burns and her hoof. Smoke was inhaled and covered her vision, but she saw the morgen leaping over a broken down railing. Trotting blindly along the gate, panicked whinnies sounded to the air. She found the place, the gates were low enough for her to walk over. Just like that she was free. Singed tail followed her bodice as she moved across the land, looking for shelter. SHe soon became unconscious, awakening to live a free day, a day without humans or abuse. It was durung this time that she recovered, not only physically, but mentally. She know wonders the plains looking for a love, a neutral, even though of all the abuse she endured.
*Picture: In siggy
*Other: I played around with her.. she's toughened up abit since her last bio making ^^
*Nickname: Breeze
Age: 4
Gender: Fem
Alliance: Neutral
Halter: nope
Scars: None
Mane and Tail Color: A soft silvery white
Main Color: Her coat is almost pure white, only an expirienced eye could tell that it was actually a light shade of grey. She has barely visible dapples that cover her back and some of her back legs.
Markings: none
Breed: Thoroughbred
Personality: Breeze is very gentle and kind towards other horses as well as foals. She is a little shy at first but qiuckly becomes very open and is easy to befriend. She's very trusting.. her biggest flaw is that she has bad temper that rarely gets the best of her.
*Past: Born into a world of abusing humans, she was alone. Her mother was killed just weeks after her birth. She lived in a trailer with barely any light. Her mother was a slaughter horse, and she died for this reason. When she was still a filly she wasn't worth anything ot the slaughter folks and sold her to a rodeo man. Here, her expierience with humans only worsened. When she had become two years, (she had been living in a small corral with another colt), she began to buck for a living. The humans shocked her and drugged her to buck and rear in front of nosiy crowds while some human sat on her back and pulled at her mane and tail and kicked her his spurs. For a year, she lived like this. On her last show, when the human mounted her and she was released, it all started normally. She struggled against him. That's when she fell. Her hind leg sliiped from under her and her bod fell to the ground. The man had broken his leg. For the rest of the night she was left in an old stall, one foot raised from the ground, pain surging through it with every step. She was untreated, and sold. Again.
Back to slaughter. The same slaughter. It was all the same. She was kept in a smelly old trailer again, whinnies of pain and desperation sounding from the house. Maybe a week later, she was lead into the now blinding light. Her ribs were apparent and were pelt was mangled and sweaty. The man began to lead her in the direction of the building area. Only then did she realize what was happening. On three legs, she halted, only to reciev a tug on the the lead. Then another. Finally the man pulled her forward, only to be interrupted by a terrified whinny that quickly died and faded. The reason wasn't from pain. A flame was rising from the house. The man dropped the rope and rushed into the house. More screams arose from man and horse. She snorted and began to trot slowly and unevenly around in an attempt to find an exit. Then she saw it as men began to rush towards a gate to cut off the escaping equines. She painfully began to cnater towards ot. The gate was closing, only a few equines getting away. When only a few feet away, the gates were closed, men were escaping on their own leaving the horses to die. They watched from outside the gate, some laughing or joking about 'saving money'.
They flames were soon upon her and her trapped companions, each in the same or worse shape then her. A bay morgen gelding began to trot around the border, and she only followed, troting behind ignoring the pain from burns and her hoof. Smoke was inhaled and covered her vision, but she saw the morgen leaping over a broken down railing. Trotting blindly along the gate, panicked whinnies sounded to the air. She found the place, the gates were low enough for her to walk over. Just like that she was free. Singed tail followed her bodice as she moved across the land, looking for shelter. SHe soon became unconscious, awakening to live a free day, a day without humans or abuse. It was durung this time that she recovered, not only physically, but mentally. She know wonders the plains looking for a love, a neutral, even though of all the abuse she endured.
*Picture: In siggy
*Other: I played around with her.. she's toughened up abit since her last bio making ^^