Post by Sacoorah on Mar 7, 2015 21:30:22 GMT
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ORIGINAL
Name: Nythling (NITH-Ling)
Breed: American Paint x Appaloosa x Hanoverian
Alliance: Dark
Age: 7.5 Years
Gender: Mare
Markings: Tobiano Paint Markings, a spotted Appaloosa Blanket, Three Socks, a Stocking on her left hind leg, and a White Star
Coat Color: Bay Tobiano Blanket
Mane and Tail color: Mane: Top half black, Bottom half white; Tail: Top half white, Bottom half black
Eye Color: Pale Sea Green like This
Height: 17 Hands
Personality: Nythling is essentially a flirt. And she's also a bit of a bad ass. Nythling is not afraid to face down a bigger, thicker equine than herself and she carries her scars proudly, letting them be easily seen. Nyth can be a very sweet, kind, caring protective lady, however, she can also be a very mean, often she can be found trying to pick a fight. She also knows she's beautiful, and she can often be seen to use it to her advantage. She's also a bit of a sadomasochist and actually finds enjoyment in watching the targets fight with one another for her affections. Although she finds enjoyment in this she will often spend a few nights with someone she really likes. She might let them get to just that one single point before she takes off and leaves them wanting more, leaving them at the peak of spending themselves with her as she disappears to go find a fresh toy. She's one of those that needs to have herself a harem of slaves to use and abuse as she wishes but she also needs a King that will use and abuse her, while still loving her and helping her with their children. So needless to say, it'll be hard for her to find just that right partner for her needs, but please feel free to try. Try to break her attitude and make her a slave to her own wiles, she might let you get away with it...for a...short...time before she gets back and turns it all back on you, daring you to try it again. Have fun playing with this beauty...
History: Nythling was born in the early summer. A storm was raging overhead when her Bay blanket Appaloosa dam took off from the herd to find dry shelter. Her bay tobiano Paint Hanoverian cross mate followed after her angrily. Their nights together were never supposed to go this far. She was never supposed to let him stay in long enough for that. The stupid mare had tarnished his reputation. He was going to destroy that foal as soon as he could get close to it. When the mare settled in a spot to bring the foal into the world the stallion stalked forward out of hiding when the mare was nursing the foal. "She doesn't deserve to live Mira. YOU don't deserve to live!" The stallion yelled and charged violently toward the mare. She snorted and pushed her filly out of the stallion's reach. Then she glared at him. "We have every RIGHT to live Arn. And I will not let you harm MY little girl!" Then Nyth's mother charged right back at the stallion and that was when Nythling came into her personality.
Her dam was smaller than her sire and yet, she was extremely vicious when she fought back against him. And then the next day, her dam was flaunting her beautiful body and flirting with every single stallion she could find. While Nyth's father looked on, disgusted and angry that the filly still lived. When Nyth was just coming into her maturity she started putting into practice all that she had been observing. She started flaunting and flirting her beauty, even successfully taking her dam's boy toys from right under her nose. Nyth even challenged her sire, and his beta to gain some stature in the herd, though she had lost those fights, she bore the scars from them proudly and secretly, she had gained quite a bit of respect from the sire that wanted to kill her when she was born. For a couple of years, Nythling was even the queen of the herd, but when she was six years old, she decided to leave her home herd, taking all she'd learned with her.
Six months later, she joined up with a rag tag band of stallions. Using her charms and her beauty and her physical prowess, she took command of the band and was their leader until she turned seven. At seven years she'd grown bored of her rag tag boys and so, in the dead of the night she bade them goodbye. Teased them a little and vanished. The boys would never think to look for her so close to where she had ditched them, but she still doesn't stick around in the open, worried that they might stumble upon her, try to bring her back with them. Not that she'd mind, but she can't say she wants to settle for one hunter permanently...yet....
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ORIGINALName: Nythling (NITH-Ling)
Breed: American Paint x Appaloosa x Hanoverian
Alliance: Dark
Age: 7.5 Years
Gender: Mare
Markings: Tobiano Paint Markings, a spotted Appaloosa Blanket, Three Socks, a Stocking on her left hind leg, and a White Star
Coat Color: Bay Tobiano Blanket
Mane and Tail color: Mane: Top half black, Bottom half white; Tail: Top half white, Bottom half black
Eye Color: Pale Sea Green like This
Height: 17 Hands
Personality: Nythling is essentially a flirt. And she's also a bit of a bad ass. Nythling is not afraid to face down a bigger, thicker equine than herself and she carries her scars proudly, letting them be easily seen. Nyth can be a very sweet, kind, caring protective lady, however, she can also be a very mean, often she can be found trying to pick a fight. She also knows she's beautiful, and she can often be seen to use it to her advantage. She's also a bit of a sadomasochist and actually finds enjoyment in watching the targets fight with one another for her affections. Although she finds enjoyment in this she will often spend a few nights with someone she really likes. She might let them get to just that one single point before she takes off and leaves them wanting more, leaving them at the peak of spending themselves with her as she disappears to go find a fresh toy. She's one of those that needs to have herself a harem of slaves to use and abuse as she wishes but she also needs a King that will use and abuse her, while still loving her and helping her with their children. So needless to say, it'll be hard for her to find just that right partner for her needs, but please feel free to try. Try to break her attitude and make her a slave to her own wiles, she might let you get away with it...for a...short...time before she gets back and turns it all back on you, daring you to try it again. Have fun playing with this beauty...
History: Nythling was born in the early summer. A storm was raging overhead when her Bay blanket Appaloosa dam took off from the herd to find dry shelter. Her bay tobiano Paint Hanoverian cross mate followed after her angrily. Their nights together were never supposed to go this far. She was never supposed to let him stay in long enough for that. The stupid mare had tarnished his reputation. He was going to destroy that foal as soon as he could get close to it. When the mare settled in a spot to bring the foal into the world the stallion stalked forward out of hiding when the mare was nursing the foal. "She doesn't deserve to live Mira. YOU don't deserve to live!" The stallion yelled and charged violently toward the mare. She snorted and pushed her filly out of the stallion's reach. Then she glared at him. "We have every RIGHT to live Arn. And I will not let you harm MY little girl!" Then Nyth's mother charged right back at the stallion and that was when Nythling came into her personality.
Her dam was smaller than her sire and yet, she was extremely vicious when she fought back against him. And then the next day, her dam was flaunting her beautiful body and flirting with every single stallion she could find. While Nyth's father looked on, disgusted and angry that the filly still lived. When Nyth was just coming into her maturity she started putting into practice all that she had been observing. She started flaunting and flirting her beauty, even successfully taking her dam's boy toys from right under her nose. Nyth even challenged her sire, and his beta to gain some stature in the herd, though she had lost those fights, she bore the scars from them proudly and secretly, she had gained quite a bit of respect from the sire that wanted to kill her when she was born. For a couple of years, Nythling was even the queen of the herd, but when she was six years old, she decided to leave her home herd, taking all she'd learned with her.
Six months later, she joined up with a rag tag band of stallions. Using her charms and her beauty and her physical prowess, she took command of the band and was their leader until she turned seven. At seven years she'd grown bored of her rag tag boys and so, in the dead of the night she bade them goodbye. Teased them a little and vanished. The boys would never think to look for her so close to where she had ditched them, but she still doesn't stick around in the open, worried that they might stumble upon her, try to bring her back with them. Not that she'd mind, but she can't say she wants to settle for one hunter permanently...yet....
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