Post by thalia on Jan 25, 2009 0:53:19 GMT -5
Name: Thalia
Age: 110yrs
Gender: mare
deity-or-Normal: Deity
Personality: Thalia is arrogant and stubborn as a mule.In fact instead of a horse she should be a mule.She literally fits that title.She is very boss when she needs to be and tends to talk to herself like she is insane.Her mind is usually somewhere else and off topic.She hates to be pushed around and will easily have an instinct to fight back.She doesn't really have " cat like abilities".Most thing she is a lighter equine until they meet her.She is a very sick soul who loves pain death and torture.She likes to watch when equines suffer.
Likes:*Kinder but darker mares
*Being Alone
*Blood
Dislikes:
*Sunny places
*Forceful stallions
*Mares that act like there queens
Fears:
*Becoming nice
*Having a foal
Hopes:
*To live among the shadows with the rest
Dreams:
*To be the same through out life
appearance: Thalia looks pretty.She isn't gorgeous like all the other mares she is just cute.She sort of looks like a little kid.She has fangs protruding from her mouth like a saber tooth tiger.Her fangs are about 3 inches long and razor Sharp that can cut through almost anything.She has light grey stripes on her legs and she is a black and white overo with a Bald face.On her face she has a purple streak going from the middle of it to her mouth.She has a large scar from her right eye to her ear.She has smaller/medium sized pony wings that are black to match her pelt.She is about 14 hands tall and she has one purple eye and one green.She has the appearance of a black and white overo paint pony.Her mane is White and black with light purple almost violet hight lights.Her tail is the same but there not as much white.Her hooves are all black but one is a tan like color.
Family connections: none alive atm
History:When Thalia was a young filly the first thing she did was began to learn social skills with the other adults of the herd.She had always loved to talk like she was more mature.When Tally was a year old she was the smallest of all the other colts and fillies.Her sire and dam thought it was some kind of disease where her growth had stopped.One day she was pissed of for really no apparent reason and decided to try to cool down in a river but she didn't know it was filled with toxic waste which made her grow the fangs, though she was born with the color and markings that she had.When she went back to the herd they were all afraid of her.She had no longer acquired a taste for grass but instead she turned carnivorous.After some time she learned to like her fangs.They actually helped her in many ways like when she needed to defend herself against stallions.Except for the one time she got herself in trouble.She was in a forest like area when it was dark out.The moon was barely glowing its wonderful florescent colors and Thalia was stalking a deer or some prey of that sort.She came across a large black winged brute instead who tried to claim her.She got pissed so she struck at him but instead of a direct hit towards him he reared up and struck her above her eye knocking her out so now she has a scar to help tell her least fascinating tale.For the last 100 years she has been alone until she met a stud.He was not as handsome as many but he was very sweet to Thalia.Unfortunately he left her alone in a woods while he went off to another herd he already had.She wasn't broken hearted no would she remorse her feelings for him.She didn't show any emotions really when he left.So now she just wals aimlessly upon the land not caring around the world.
Age: 110yrs
Gender: mare
deity-or-Normal: Deity
Personality: Thalia is arrogant and stubborn as a mule.In fact instead of a horse she should be a mule.She literally fits that title.She is very boss when she needs to be and tends to talk to herself like she is insane.Her mind is usually somewhere else and off topic.She hates to be pushed around and will easily have an instinct to fight back.She doesn't really have " cat like abilities".Most thing she is a lighter equine until they meet her.She is a very sick soul who loves pain death and torture.She likes to watch when equines suffer.
Likes:*Kinder but darker mares
*Being Alone
*Blood
Dislikes:
*Sunny places
*Forceful stallions
*Mares that act like there queens
Fears:
*Becoming nice
*Having a foal
Hopes:
*To live among the shadows with the rest
Dreams:
*To be the same through out life
appearance: Thalia looks pretty.She isn't gorgeous like all the other mares she is just cute.She sort of looks like a little kid.She has fangs protruding from her mouth like a saber tooth tiger.Her fangs are about 3 inches long and razor Sharp that can cut through almost anything.She has light grey stripes on her legs and she is a black and white overo with a Bald face.On her face she has a purple streak going from the middle of it to her mouth.She has a large scar from her right eye to her ear.She has smaller/medium sized pony wings that are black to match her pelt.She is about 14 hands tall and she has one purple eye and one green.She has the appearance of a black and white overo paint pony.Her mane is White and black with light purple almost violet hight lights.Her tail is the same but there not as much white.Her hooves are all black but one is a tan like color.
Family connections: none alive atm
History:When Thalia was a young filly the first thing she did was began to learn social skills with the other adults of the herd.She had always loved to talk like she was more mature.When Tally was a year old she was the smallest of all the other colts and fillies.Her sire and dam thought it was some kind of disease where her growth had stopped.One day she was pissed of for really no apparent reason and decided to try to cool down in a river but she didn't know it was filled with toxic waste which made her grow the fangs, though she was born with the color and markings that she had.When she went back to the herd they were all afraid of her.She had no longer acquired a taste for grass but instead she turned carnivorous.After some time she learned to like her fangs.They actually helped her in many ways like when she needed to defend herself against stallions.Except for the one time she got herself in trouble.She was in a forest like area when it was dark out.The moon was barely glowing its wonderful florescent colors and Thalia was stalking a deer or some prey of that sort.She came across a large black winged brute instead who tried to claim her.She got pissed so she struck at him but instead of a direct hit towards him he reared up and struck her above her eye knocking her out so now she has a scar to help tell her least fascinating tale.For the last 100 years she has been alone until she met a stud.He was not as handsome as many but he was very sweet to Thalia.Unfortunately he left her alone in a woods while he went off to another herd he already had.She wasn't broken hearted no would she remorse her feelings for him.She didn't show any emotions really when he left.So now she just wals aimlessly upon the land not caring around the world.