Post by gecko on Oct 8, 2010 19:24:42 GMT -5
Name: Fairi (Pronounced Fairy)
Age: 4
Breed: Shagya Arabian
Height: 15.2 hh
Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Black
Gender: Mare
Markings: A star on her forehead
Personality: Very high-strung and opinionated. She is a take-charge girl and isn't afraid of stallions. Very stubborn.
History:
"Get goin ya stupid mare!" A whip came heavily down on her rump. The mare snorted, fire entering her eyes as she took off at a trot.
This was Fairi. 4 years of training and now here she was, jumping for some idiot who didn't know anything. She couldn't even correct the lining as she came up on the jump. It was useless to even try.
She stopped mid-jump, her rider flying off her back and into the pool of water at the other end. Cursing and grumbling came from him as he got up.
Fairi was only doing what was natural, avoiding a major blow in her career. Humans didn't think that was so important as one roughly grabbed her reigns. Fairi whinnied, surprised and reared up, the reigns snapping. They where cheap anyway.
Fairi felt her saddle loosen and slid off her form, lightening her load as she ran all the faster.
She ran into the woods, her career spoiled, her rider disabled, and her only daughter looking with shock. Fairi wouldn't be pushed to jump ever again. It was her time.
Fairi ran and ran. She was a sport horse. Used for jumping and other feats. This was her biggest day, the day she became free. For months she traveled, refusing to give in. Her strong will wouldn't let her death happen.
Age: 4
Breed: Shagya Arabian
Height: 15.2 hh
Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Black
Gender: Mare
Markings: A star on her forehead
Personality: Very high-strung and opinionated. She is a take-charge girl and isn't afraid of stallions. Very stubborn.
History:
"Get goin ya stupid mare!" A whip came heavily down on her rump. The mare snorted, fire entering her eyes as she took off at a trot.
This was Fairi. 4 years of training and now here she was, jumping for some idiot who didn't know anything. She couldn't even correct the lining as she came up on the jump. It was useless to even try.
She stopped mid-jump, her rider flying off her back and into the pool of water at the other end. Cursing and grumbling came from him as he got up.
Fairi was only doing what was natural, avoiding a major blow in her career. Humans didn't think that was so important as one roughly grabbed her reigns. Fairi whinnied, surprised and reared up, the reigns snapping. They where cheap anyway.
Fairi felt her saddle loosen and slid off her form, lightening her load as she ran all the faster.
She ran into the woods, her career spoiled, her rider disabled, and her only daughter looking with shock. Fairi wouldn't be pushed to jump ever again. It was her time.
Fairi ran and ran. She was a sport horse. Used for jumping and other feats. This was her biggest day, the day she became free. For months she traveled, refusing to give in. Her strong will wouldn't let her death happen.