Xavier

[iHorse]

Name: Xavier
Herd/Band: Darksun
Gender: Mare (Female)
Age: Six Yrs.
Position: Herd Member.
Owner: N/a.

Physical Description:
A dark seal brown more to the front of her body and a more of a lighter brown as it recedes further back. Head, legs- up to the knees- and mane and tail are generally almost the same dark inky brown color. A typical grullo/grulla. Her legs, neck, head and tail take on a lithe and small apperance- having their own natural elegance about them. Her barrel, chest and main build is slight but underneath it's nearly all muscle, thickset and, lacking a better word, stocky. Easy on the eyes and can sometimes sidetrack a conversation, not at all at peace with such a graceful curse but able to defend herself if necessary- and very easily.

Personality: From first glance she looks like she could break in the wind or if some gentleman whilsted at her. Second glance would bring forth a tomboy that was cursed with the good looks of a princess. She isn't afraid to get dirty and sweaty, she's more scared to catch someone's eye than doing her fair share of work. Her natural elegance, or good looks, are about the only thing prissy about her. She could be called- for lack of a better word- friendly, once you get to know her, but at first glance she's hostile and wild. Untameable. She's easy to talk to- if you're willing to stand some tongue lashing, or teasing. Her humor is dry and usually at other's expense, if not at her own and just flat out random. She's a shoulder to cry on, though she wouldn't want anybody to cry on her shoulder, nor would she want to cry on anybody else's shoulder. Despite her dainty, lady-like looks, she ain't no lady. Over her life she's created a wall around herself, or a mask if you will. She won't cry, or show any emotions that'll let you believe she's weak or small, she'll be composed and the one who's level-minded and observes more than people give her credit for. Dominant in every sense of the word. She likes to be the Ringmistress, and have the show running by her commands. Feelings do not linger for anyone else- or so it goes at the moment...

History(optional): It is not known what happened in her history, or even where she came from, but one day she just turned up. Lingered ever since she came, and hasn't had a single thought of departing.
Other(optional): --

[Swifthoof]

Accepted

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