Post by Befera on Aug 3, 2010 10:09:32 GMT -5
Character Information
[/u][/center]Name » Moth
Alias » Moth >,,>
Gender » Stallion
Age » Five
Height » 16.2hh
Appearance » Moth is a very well built brute, seeing as he's more or less in his prime of life at the age of five. His pelt is grullo in colour, and seems almost dun or buckskin sometimes. His eyes are a handsome golden-amber hue, and his mane and tail are mostly black with little flecks of grey in some places, complimenting his pelt. Being the unique color that he is, Moth also has a black stripe that comes down over his shoulders on both sides of his withers. This is common in some wild mustangs, therefore giving away to what may have been part of Moth's family tree.
Personality » Moth is a tough puzzle to piece together at times. He has his moments when he retreats within himself and makes himself look very reserved and quiet, but most of the time he's very outgoing: sometimes to the point of being a little obnoxious. Moth can be cruel and heartless, as runs in his family, but he tries to show respect and compassion to those who deserve it. Sometimes Moth can act as if he's very full of himself, but this is more of an act than how he really thinks. Sometimes he has to put himself on a pedestal in order to feel like he has a purpose.
History » Moth was foaled to a beautiful black mare deep in a wooded area far away from here. He never knew his father, but he heard stories, and as far as he knows, his father was a strong and valiant leader of a goodly sized herd. Moth never got to see this herd, unfortunately, because shortly after he was foaled in the late spring, tornado season started off with a bang, and he and his mother were separated from their herd in the midst of an awful storm.
Moth, as a young colt, stayed at his mother's side much longer than he would have if he was actually raised in a herd environment. Sure, there were other herds in the area that Moth and his progressively sickly mother tried to induct themselves into, but it got to the point where no herd would take them because they smelled the stench of death creeping up on Moth's mother's weary body. By the time Moth was two years old, he was living on his own. His mother didn't survive the second winter that they had been alone. The loss had taken an unbelievable toll on him, seeing as his mother was the only real living thing he had ever known. Moth's time alone, however, hardened him and made him strong.
He passed as a rogue brute from herd to herd, until he came across a herd of peaceful desert-dwelling stallions. He was intrigued by their way of life, and lived in their desert home with them for a while, learning their carefree ways. Moth eventually left his band of stallion friends, and has recently wandered into this beautiful land, where he hopes to become a leader of a herd, just like his father was. Moth's dream is to someday make his mother proud, and to show the father that he's never met how strong he is.
Player Information
[/u][/center]Name » Befera
Age » 18
Ways to Contact » jessicar@befera.com or on AIM: jbefera
Additional Info » I'm awesome. :D ...and i'm not sure if i'm even gonna make Mothcakes lead a herd on this site. He might join up in one later and become a lower-ranking officer of some sort, but for now he's gonna stay a loner until we get more than one herd going.