Post by Allura on May 9, 2006 11:01:47 GMT -5
Name:A Last Tribute
Breed: Thoroughbred
Gender (stallion, Mare, Sterilized, or Gelding): Stallion
Age: 3
Height: 17.2 hh
Color: Chestnut with a white blaze and brown eyes
Heart (Dark, Light, Nuetral, Lone): Neutral
History/How became Wild (Only for other breeds then mustang): Breed with bloodlines for a promising career in racing, tribute was a veyr expensive and valuable horse. He was given the best of care as a foal and yearling, but then, his owners went bankrupt. To make ends meet they sold off many of their horses, including Tribute. His new owner and trainer were nice, but they pushed him hard. He was entered in his first race at just over 2 years old. He won it easily, and established a place in racing. For months he enjoyed it, but one day while driving to a race track the trailer broke down. One of the grooms lead Tribute out to stretch his legs and he looked out at the field to see horses running wild far off in the distances and he wanted to be with them. So he reared up, snapping his halter buckle and getting free. Then he dashed wildly for the freedom he longed for, and found it. He soon caught up with the herd he had seen, but the stallion drove him away, so he left in search of another.
Approved by me.
Breed: Thoroughbred
Gender (stallion, Mare, Sterilized, or Gelding): Stallion
Age: 3
Height: 17.2 hh
Color: Chestnut with a white blaze and brown eyes
Heart (Dark, Light, Nuetral, Lone): Neutral
History/How became Wild (Only for other breeds then mustang): Breed with bloodlines for a promising career in racing, tribute was a veyr expensive and valuable horse. He was given the best of care as a foal and yearling, but then, his owners went bankrupt. To make ends meet they sold off many of their horses, including Tribute. His new owner and trainer were nice, but they pushed him hard. He was entered in his first race at just over 2 years old. He won it easily, and established a place in racing. For months he enjoyed it, but one day while driving to a race track the trailer broke down. One of the grooms lead Tribute out to stretch his legs and he looked out at the field to see horses running wild far off in the distances and he wanted to be with them. So he reared up, snapping his halter buckle and getting free. Then he dashed wildly for the freedom he longed for, and found it. He soon caught up with the herd he had seen, but the stallion drove him away, so he left in search of another.
Approved by me.
