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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: ?When they take the Reins? (Horse RP-Accepting!) Avonaco
« on: June 23, 2013, 06:49:51 am »
Sorry to interrupt in the role play, but may I join? ))
Full Name: " The name's Avonaco.. how about you? Gah, forget I even asked.. " / 'Lean Bear' in Cheyenne. /
Preferred Name: (Nicknames) " You can call me Avon.. or Vonaco.. just please dont give me weird nicknames.. " / Avon or Vonaco. /
Gender: " I think you can easily tell that I'm a boy.. right? " /Male. /
Age: " I'm not a little foal anymore, I'm a yearling! Well, I'm kinda still a foal.. but you know what I mean! " / Yearling. /
Breed: " I'm kinda different, but who cares? " / Appendix Horse. /
Sub-Breed(s): / Quarter Horse X Thoroughbred. /
Height: " I'd really like to not be called shorty.. " / 13 Hands. /
Origin: " Being a wander wasn't that bad.. " / Wander. /
Rank: " I'm just a foal, and that's nothing too special. " / Foal. /
Appearance: Avon is a quite lean horse, with long skinny legs, and a thin build. He's not the heaviest horse either. His black mane is still short, though it'll grow to be longer soon enough. The horse's fur color is dark bay, though he has lighter fur on his rump. The fur darkens to a blackish color when it reaches his hooves. He has no facial markings whatsoever.
Personality: This yearling is usually energetic, 'cool', and sarcastic. In serious situations, he tries to stay all calm and collected, though there is times when he has to hold back from chattering/asking questions. His attitude towards other foals is basically rough, because he likes to 'horse' around.( Haha, I made a funny. :D ) Avon tends to think things through before acting though, always following the 'Look Before You Leap' motto. When it comes to danger, he usually is a big scaredy cat on the inside, but he tries not to show it around others. He's is very cocky when it comes to challenges with other foals, like racing.
Background: Originally, this foal's life started out in a different herd. He had made a few friends in the old herd, though he often wonders where they are right now.. Avon and his group of friends had gone for a little race in the large plains, and they had promised their watchers that they would stay far enough to be seen. Though that didn't turn out too well. While Avon and his two other friends raced each other through the long, green grass, they haven't really kept track of where they were running off too. Soon, they took it into consideration that they actually went too far, and they were actually lost.
Scared and afraid, the two of his friends decided to turn around, and head back towards the way that they thought the herd was, while Avonaco went the other direction, leaving him to be alone.. by himself with no one to protect him. Luckily, it was still the morning, and he could see everything fine. The tall, wavy grass was a nice sight to look at, though it kind of reminded him of the area that he was searching for. Home. The foal soon got impatient with his pace, so he began to trot instead of taking the slow pace of walking. Honestly, he didn't know where he was going, but he was way past tired. Laying down for a small rest, he was soon greeted by taller, stranger horses. The sight kind of scared him, but in some way, he thought they wouldn't hurt him, but in another way, he should have bolted.
Family: "To be honest.. I don't know what happened to my family, I guess I'll just have to find them one day.. " / Missing/Dead. /
Relationship Status: " No thank you.. gross. " / Single. /
Crush: " Gross.. girls are too.. yuck. " / None. /
Extra: 'Hooves Of Rock.'
Preferred Name: (Nicknames) " You can call me Avon.. or Vonaco.. just please dont give me weird nicknames.. " / Avon or Vonaco. /
Gender: " I think you can easily tell that I'm a boy.. right? " /Male. /
Age: " I'm not a little foal anymore, I'm a yearling! Well, I'm kinda still a foal.. but you know what I mean! " / Yearling. /
Breed: " I'm kinda different, but who cares? " / Appendix Horse. /
Sub-Breed(s): / Quarter Horse X Thoroughbred. /
Height: " I'd really like to not be called shorty.. " / 13 Hands. /
Origin: " Being a wander wasn't that bad.. " / Wander. /
Rank: " I'm just a foal, and that's nothing too special. " / Foal. /
Appearance: Avon is a quite lean horse, with long skinny legs, and a thin build. He's not the heaviest horse either. His black mane is still short, though it'll grow to be longer soon enough. The horse's fur color is dark bay, though he has lighter fur on his rump. The fur darkens to a blackish color when it reaches his hooves. He has no facial markings whatsoever.
Personality: This yearling is usually energetic, 'cool', and sarcastic. In serious situations, he tries to stay all calm and collected, though there is times when he has to hold back from chattering/asking questions. His attitude towards other foals is basically rough, because he likes to 'horse' around.( Haha, I made a funny. :D ) Avon tends to think things through before acting though, always following the 'Look Before You Leap' motto. When it comes to danger, he usually is a big scaredy cat on the inside, but he tries not to show it around others. He's is very cocky when it comes to challenges with other foals, like racing.
Background: Originally, this foal's life started out in a different herd. He had made a few friends in the old herd, though he often wonders where they are right now.. Avon and his group of friends had gone for a little race in the large plains, and they had promised their watchers that they would stay far enough to be seen. Though that didn't turn out too well. While Avon and his two other friends raced each other through the long, green grass, they haven't really kept track of where they were running off too. Soon, they took it into consideration that they actually went too far, and they were actually lost.
Scared and afraid, the two of his friends decided to turn around, and head back towards the way that they thought the herd was, while Avonaco went the other direction, leaving him to be alone.. by himself with no one to protect him. Luckily, it was still the morning, and he could see everything fine. The tall, wavy grass was a nice sight to look at, though it kind of reminded him of the area that he was searching for. Home. The foal soon got impatient with his pace, so he began to trot instead of taking the slow pace of walking. Honestly, he didn't know where he was going, but he was way past tired. Laying down for a small rest, he was soon greeted by taller, stranger horses. The sight kind of scared him, but in some way, he thought they wouldn't hurt him, but in another way, he should have bolted.
Family: "To be honest.. I don't know what happened to my family, I guess I'll just have to find them one day.. " / Missing/Dead. /
Relationship Status: " No thank you.. gross. " / Single. /
Crush: " Gross.. girls are too.. yuck. " / None. /
Extra: 'Hooves Of Rock.'
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