Post by sooty on Dec 2, 2011 9:19:45 GMT
Name: Thooramunga
Species: Brumby
Gender: Stallion
Age: 5
Appearance: Average height of around 15.2hh. He is of a stocky sort of build, wide shoulders, short thick legs, thicker neck, round high rump. His stomach veries as he doesnt react well with spring grass and often bloats up and has a fat rounded look from it. But once the grass dries out he will tuck up and look lean and musculer.
As for colour he is a chestnut appaloosa roan with small white socks and a blaze - looks just like this in every way sooty-bunnie.deviantart.com/art/Nugget-119-200477801
He has stripped hooves, mottled skin and white silca around his eyes.
Personality: He is really laied back, really chilled, does things when he does. He likes his ladies, he will spoil them now and then and he doesnt really like to shear at all but he prefers male company. A good friend so to speak, he doesnt mind having another stallion travel with him or the herd good company as long as he does not touch his mare and in return he wont touch the others. He also likes this because he has a little secret, he cant see in the dark, so he needs someone else to be his night eyes or he fears he will wake up in the morning with no mares. Even though he is a chilled dude he can be quick to anger at times, he has that appy atatude and when he fires up boy can he fire up.
History: He was not born in the high country, he was born far away, well he says it was far away it took him forever to walk this far at his lazy walk. Where he came from everyone was rather spotty, his parents, siblings, herd, other herds. Seemed that everyone had it, it also meant everyone including the few that were not covered in spots knew he was hopeless when it came to the dark.
Once he was grown and trying to collect his own mare it became increasingly hard to keep anyone. He was a bit of a joke between those which could see in the dark. Every night he could hear them come but there was nothing he could do but run around blindly roaring hoping to bang into one. He never would and come morning he was off hunting for his mares.
He became sick of this way of life and decided the only thing he could do was move, move and hope that where he went no one would know of his little site thing and he would have a better chance of keeping his mares through the night.
This is what has lead him here, to a land where there is not as many spotted ones hoping that none would know his secret, as that is how he would like it to stay. Now he can work on growing a herd and maybe finding a partner of sorts who can help out with the keeping them through the night.
Genetics: ee/aa/LpLp
Species: Brumby
Gender: Stallion
Age: 5
Appearance: Average height of around 15.2hh. He is of a stocky sort of build, wide shoulders, short thick legs, thicker neck, round high rump. His stomach veries as he doesnt react well with spring grass and often bloats up and has a fat rounded look from it. But once the grass dries out he will tuck up and look lean and musculer.
As for colour he is a chestnut appaloosa roan with small white socks and a blaze - looks just like this in every way sooty-bunnie.deviantart.com/art/Nugget-119-200477801
He has stripped hooves, mottled skin and white silca around his eyes.
Personality: He is really laied back, really chilled, does things when he does. He likes his ladies, he will spoil them now and then and he doesnt really like to shear at all but he prefers male company. A good friend so to speak, he doesnt mind having another stallion travel with him or the herd good company as long as he does not touch his mare and in return he wont touch the others. He also likes this because he has a little secret, he cant see in the dark, so he needs someone else to be his night eyes or he fears he will wake up in the morning with no mares. Even though he is a chilled dude he can be quick to anger at times, he has that appy atatude and when he fires up boy can he fire up.
History: He was not born in the high country, he was born far away, well he says it was far away it took him forever to walk this far at his lazy walk. Where he came from everyone was rather spotty, his parents, siblings, herd, other herds. Seemed that everyone had it, it also meant everyone including the few that were not covered in spots knew he was hopeless when it came to the dark.
Once he was grown and trying to collect his own mare it became increasingly hard to keep anyone. He was a bit of a joke between those which could see in the dark. Every night he could hear them come but there was nothing he could do but run around blindly roaring hoping to bang into one. He never would and come morning he was off hunting for his mares.
He became sick of this way of life and decided the only thing he could do was move, move and hope that where he went no one would know of his little site thing and he would have a better chance of keeping his mares through the night.
This is what has lead him here, to a land where there is not as many spotted ones hoping that none would know his secret, as that is how he would like it to stay. Now he can work on growing a herd and maybe finding a partner of sorts who can help out with the keeping them through the night.
Genetics: ee/aa/LpLp
