Sweet Sly Sadistic Honeycomb
Feb 28, 2010 13:55:45 GMT -5
Post by spirit1 on Feb 28, 2010 13:55:45 GMT -5
Name: Honeycomb
Age: 9 years
Gender: mare
Breed: Friesian X Clydesdale
Height: 17.2hh
Coat: black
Optics: dark brown
Markings: snip on muzzle, long white feathering on three legs, scars and open wounds.
Characteristic: harsh, cruel, two-faced, b*tchy, sly, egotistic, psychopathic, angry, vengeful, spiteful, keen fighter, cunning and perhaps the best of Cryptics mares.
History:
Not much to tell of her past. It is, sadly, rather typical for the herd she was born into. At birth she was simply left to fend for herself to raise onto her own hind legs. Her brothers were not much help they simply enticed the other fillies over for "rough play" she bit and kicked out finding her hooves fast. A cut to another filly's hide and a fight broke out. She was forced to the soil and her life was appearing to end before it even began. Then her big brother Thunder stepped in and Lightning nudged her to her hooves. She only repaid him with a sharp nip on the muzzle. They were close from then on; she proved to be a fighter from then on. Her mother trained her with regular beatings teaching her exactly how to fight but when the time came she left the herd to learn new lessons ones she would not ever be taught in her herd. For a little while she traveled along the side of a bachelor herd, learning exactly what they got up to, learning how to fool a stallion. When the time came to return to the herd she wanted to test her knew found knowledge and so did. 36 different hormonal stallions fighting for her to be by their side attempting to prove themselves but only proving how stupid they are. Returning to the herd she took nobody's side no greetings to her brother simple greeting snorts. She was back. For years she served her father not breeding but protecting, training and fighting. Then her world was taken from her with her fathers death. Anarchy swept over the Far Herd, fight after fight. Her own sly older brother Black Lightning challenged for the position of lead but of course he was beaten almost killed his life only spared due to Thunder and herself stepping in, simply repaying an debt. She always knew how to handle Brught. Thunder was the muscle while she was the cunning. Fight after Fight .Till Brught finally proved himself. Sent out on war duty she was gone soon after he took the herd on, her brothers helping him plot something she has come to give her services and life to. Now it was time. Honeycomb was ready to catch some busy bees.
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Age: 9 years
Gender: mare
Breed: Friesian X Clydesdale
Height: 17.2hh
Coat: black
Optics: dark brown
Markings: snip on muzzle, long white feathering on three legs, scars and open wounds.
Characteristic: harsh, cruel, two-faced, b*tchy, sly, egotistic, psychopathic, angry, vengeful, spiteful, keen fighter, cunning and perhaps the best of Cryptics mares.
History:
Not much to tell of her past. It is, sadly, rather typical for the herd she was born into. At birth she was simply left to fend for herself to raise onto her own hind legs. Her brothers were not much help they simply enticed the other fillies over for "rough play" she bit and kicked out finding her hooves fast. A cut to another filly's hide and a fight broke out. She was forced to the soil and her life was appearing to end before it even began. Then her big brother Thunder stepped in and Lightning nudged her to her hooves. She only repaid him with a sharp nip on the muzzle. They were close from then on; she proved to be a fighter from then on. Her mother trained her with regular beatings teaching her exactly how to fight but when the time came she left the herd to learn new lessons ones she would not ever be taught in her herd. For a little while she traveled along the side of a bachelor herd, learning exactly what they got up to, learning how to fool a stallion. When the time came to return to the herd she wanted to test her knew found knowledge and so did. 36 different hormonal stallions fighting for her to be by their side attempting to prove themselves but only proving how stupid they are. Returning to the herd she took nobody's side no greetings to her brother simple greeting snorts. She was back. For years she served her father not breeding but protecting, training and fighting. Then her world was taken from her with her fathers death. Anarchy swept over the Far Herd, fight after fight. Her own sly older brother Black Lightning challenged for the position of lead but of course he was beaten almost killed his life only spared due to Thunder and herself stepping in, simply repaying an debt. She always knew how to handle Brught. Thunder was the muscle while she was the cunning. Fight after Fight .Till Brught finally proved himself. Sent out on war duty she was gone soon after he took the herd on, her brothers helping him plot something she has come to give her services and life to. Now it was time. Honeycomb was ready to catch some busy bees.
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