Abhishri - Last Of The Wilds
Feb 28, 2010 14:15:10 GMT -5
Post by spirit1 on Feb 28, 2010 14:15:10 GMT -5
Name: Abhishri ((pronounced: a bee SHREE))
Breed: Przewalski
Coat: similar to a dun
Markings: horizontal stripes up her leg heavily, from solid brown to thick faint stripes. a collection of small & large scars.
Eye color: darker than hazel, lighter than brown
Height: 14hh
Weight: 350kg
Age: 11 years
Gender: mare
Personality: proud, stubborn, strong, wild, willing, correct, brave & fearless.
Past:
Many moons and summers ago she was born, she never did count how many, but she was born in the home of her forefathers as pure as any horse of her breed could be. She and her herd were born between the borders of Mongolia and Asia but her mother birthed her close to the Asian border and as such her birth parents, family and friends too, thought it befitting she had a wild Asian name. Abhishri; fearless beauty, and it does fit her well for she lives up to its meaning. As a yearling it was time to fight for a position in the herd, she went up against a 6year old mare with far more experience in fighting then she herself had. Needless to say she lost, but she gained a mentor. The mare and mentor's name was Qiao, meaning skillful, which she truly was. Before she was drafted into breeding she was a warhorse, not with a rider but a warhorse in a large hardy herd in Ukraine, the spartans of the horse herding world for their breed, then she was moved to their herd. At the last birth of a filly she had finished training and taken on colts and other fillies dicovering her own way of fighting, Qiao stepped down after a long bloody battle for her position that then Abhishri would rule as for a furthermore six summers, the shortest rein for that position, she then was moved into a herd out of her birth home to England. Abhishri, met her sister and half brother there they asked her more questions then 21 about the herd and parents.
Abhishri became bored of the herd. The mare was boring and the members anti-social. Seeing as herself and siblings were used to social activities they stuck together and planned their escape from the herd. The lead mare overheard them so the mare then tried to force them to stay, Abhishri fought her way out of the herd, her siblings however fell prey to feral moves. She whispered goodbye to them and reared cursing the mare. After a long journey she came across a "wild"; herd, it was made up of domesticated horses ... mustangs! After fighting the lead mare there and getting to the top she had a mixbreed by fault, a colt, the colt was kicked out of the herd for he was a threat in which she thought it was time to go back to her second herd and punish that pesky lead mare. She traveled and located the herd; defeating the mare her siblings came to the top but her half brother came down with a disease, he died. The herd fell apart shortly after and she fled. The only time she stopped along the way was to get at least an hour sleep, to feed, to drink and to fight.
The long and unlucky journey she went through led her here to Sunshine River, where apparently equines lived out their lives happily in peace. She's bitter on how these equines call themselves wild; to her they are scared escapees ... not wild even if they were born in the wild and it was all they ever knew ... they were not ... to her they were all feral horses and herself and her breed were truly the last of the "wild horses"
Picture:
[/color]Breed: Przewalski
Coat: similar to a dun
Markings: horizontal stripes up her leg heavily, from solid brown to thick faint stripes. a collection of small & large scars.
Eye color: darker than hazel, lighter than brown
Height: 14hh
Weight: 350kg
Age: 11 years
Gender: mare
Personality: proud, stubborn, strong, wild, willing, correct, brave & fearless.
Past:
Many moons and summers ago she was born, she never did count how many, but she was born in the home of her forefathers as pure as any horse of her breed could be. She and her herd were born between the borders of Mongolia and Asia but her mother birthed her close to the Asian border and as such her birth parents, family and friends too, thought it befitting she had a wild Asian name. Abhishri; fearless beauty, and it does fit her well for she lives up to its meaning. As a yearling it was time to fight for a position in the herd, she went up against a 6year old mare with far more experience in fighting then she herself had. Needless to say she lost, but she gained a mentor. The mare and mentor's name was Qiao, meaning skillful, which she truly was. Before she was drafted into breeding she was a warhorse, not with a rider but a warhorse in a large hardy herd in Ukraine, the spartans of the horse herding world for their breed, then she was moved to their herd. At the last birth of a filly she had finished training and taken on colts and other fillies dicovering her own way of fighting, Qiao stepped down after a long bloody battle for her position that then Abhishri would rule as for a furthermore six summers, the shortest rein for that position, she then was moved into a herd out of her birth home to England. Abhishri, met her sister and half brother there they asked her more questions then 21 about the herd and parents.
Abhishri became bored of the herd. The mare was boring and the members anti-social. Seeing as herself and siblings were used to social activities they stuck together and planned their escape from the herd. The lead mare overheard them so the mare then tried to force them to stay, Abhishri fought her way out of the herd, her siblings however fell prey to feral moves. She whispered goodbye to them and reared cursing the mare. After a long journey she came across a "wild"; herd, it was made up of domesticated horses ... mustangs! After fighting the lead mare there and getting to the top she had a mixbreed by fault, a colt, the colt was kicked out of the herd for he was a threat in which she thought it was time to go back to her second herd and punish that pesky lead mare. She traveled and located the herd; defeating the mare her siblings came to the top but her half brother came down with a disease, he died. The herd fell apart shortly after and she fled. The only time she stopped along the way was to get at least an hour sleep, to feed, to drink and to fight.
The long and unlucky journey she went through led her here to Sunshine River, where apparently equines lived out their lives happily in peace. She's bitter on how these equines call themselves wild; to her they are scared escapees ... not wild even if they were born in the wild and it was all they ever knew ... they were not ... to her they were all feral horses and herself and her breed were truly the last of the "wild horses"
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