Peligrosas... The Grim Reaper
Mar 7, 2010 8:54:39 GMT -5
Post by spirit1 on Mar 7, 2010 8:54:39 GMT -5
Name: Peligrosas
Age: 16 years
Breed: Shire X Irish Draught
Height: 17.3 hh
Gender: a black hearted Stallion
Optics: blood red
Color: black
Personality: bitter, cold, hot-headed, dangerous, angry, fierce, horrible, unsocialized. not a good part about him apart from his loyal family values.
History:
As a very young foal he was shipped over to Spain to owners that had never broken a horse before. His mother was used for breeding, while he was beaten and left in the pasture. He grew angry, bitter & dangerous. Then one day they gave him a name while trying to put him into the stables, Peligrosas, Dangerous in Spanish.
All of a sudden his owners nearly beat him to death. When he eventually did recover he was sold on, to a rich trainer in America. He fought his way out from the hands that held him and beat him as a foal.
When he arrived in the wild no equine took him in but rather they fought with him. He learned to fight and his first kill of an equine got him branded a rouge. Then he fought stallions & colts, killing both. He force-bred mares and often killed his own sons. The blood stains stay in his eyes & heart forever.
After he had killed so many stallions he was branded a rogue, once he killed foals and more equines he was branded the grim reaper. Many mares tell the tale based upon him. "If you do not behave the reaper will find and destroy you". Something has drew him here. Is your horse the next on his list?
Becoming a rouge piece of the furniture in Sunshine river now he has a small dark herd calling a dark piece of Far, Far Away Fields home. Still up to match any challenge and fight he has two daughters and one son; Brannagh, Cassie and Oscuro. As much as he finds force-breeding mares fun he will happily hunt down and beat a stallion to a pulp if they even attempt with HIS faithful mares. Perhaps his days are numbered but with reckless abandonment he continues to live his life on the borderline of pure vengeful insanity, as he always has. Knowing no other way than the way he has lived for the long majority of his life he continues to force his values, that he developed in the wild, on his offspring and companioning like-minded dearest mares. Hurt them or any of his herd members and you'll have him to answer to... in blood!
4th July 2010 - aged 16
Age: 16 years
Breed: Shire X Irish Draught
Height: 17.3 hh
Gender: a black hearted Stallion
Optics: blood red
Color: black
Personality: bitter, cold, hot-headed, dangerous, angry, fierce, horrible, unsocialized. not a good part about him apart from his loyal family values.
History:
As a very young foal he was shipped over to Spain to owners that had never broken a horse before. His mother was used for breeding, while he was beaten and left in the pasture. He grew angry, bitter & dangerous. Then one day they gave him a name while trying to put him into the stables, Peligrosas, Dangerous in Spanish.
All of a sudden his owners nearly beat him to death. When he eventually did recover he was sold on, to a rich trainer in America. He fought his way out from the hands that held him and beat him as a foal.
When he arrived in the wild no equine took him in but rather they fought with him. He learned to fight and his first kill of an equine got him branded a rouge. Then he fought stallions & colts, killing both. He force-bred mares and often killed his own sons. The blood stains stay in his eyes & heart forever.
After he had killed so many stallions he was branded a rogue, once he killed foals and more equines he was branded the grim reaper. Many mares tell the tale based upon him. "If you do not behave the reaper will find and destroy you". Something has drew him here. Is your horse the next on his list?
Becoming a rouge piece of the furniture in Sunshine river now he has a small dark herd calling a dark piece of Far, Far Away Fields home. Still up to match any challenge and fight he has two daughters and one son; Brannagh, Cassie and Oscuro. As much as he finds force-breeding mares fun he will happily hunt down and beat a stallion to a pulp if they even attempt with HIS faithful mares. Perhaps his days are numbered but with reckless abandonment he continues to live his life on the borderline of pure vengeful insanity, as he always has. Knowing no other way than the way he has lived for the long majority of his life he continues to force his values, that he developed in the wild, on his offspring and companioning like-minded dearest mares. Hurt them or any of his herd members and you'll have him to answer to... in blood!
4th July 2010 - aged 16