Got Magyk? (Magyk)
Nov 15, 2010 18:08:05 GMT -5
Post by renegadesgirl on Nov 15, 2010 18:08:05 GMT -5
Name: Magyk
Gender: Mare
Breed: Finnish Horse with possible mustang.
Height: 15 Hands
Age: 3 Years
Color: Darkish-Brown
Eye Color: Brown and black with a tad of light blue.
Markings: Mane and tail are white. Muzzle is white and black.
Personality: Intelligent, understanding to a point, gentle, respectful, nice, independent, but is great to be around.
History:
"So you mean to say that you don't want me as a daughter? That I'm useless and just a bother?" Magyk, only a year and a half, huffed and stomped a small, fragile hoof. Ever since they'd been set loose by old owners who couldn't take care of them; her mother, Jenta, had been a pissy jerk. Magyk's father, Abra, always tried to calm his Jenta down, but nothing seemed to hold them mare in place anymore. She just snapped and snapped and snapped. "Yes!" Jenta exclaimed, snorting in her daughters face with frustration, "I hate you! Hate you to the core of my heart! I never wanted you, can't you tell?!"
Abra had been leading them aways through the cold on this dreadful night, and he turned around, through with Jenta's talk, "Don't you dare speak to our daughter like that again! You've lost you're mind, talking such things! I'm leaving you, and taking Magyk with me!" He trotted forward with meaning and pushed Magyk away from her once loving mother. Jenta didn't protest as her daughter willingly left with her father. To Jenta, life was nothing but a nightmare.
Abra traveled far with his beloved daughter. Once they reached the mountains however, a mountain lion attacked Abra and he told Magyk to run. She stood her ground and helped fight; her father and her each helped in defeating the mountain lion, but Abra did not survive. Before Magyk had released the killing blow with her back hoof; the mountain lion had bitten deep into her fathers neck, and scratched harshly. She became strong and independent...
She loves her father, and if you're lucky you may hear of her speaking of him. Her mother will always be her past, but her father will always be her future.