Post by Wolfie on Apr 7, 2010 18:49:25 GMT -5
F R O G
'Life is all one big game! So let's play!'[/center]
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Frog was born in the mountains of Isola Dei Dei, in a small band of Cavello Dell'Isola. His dam was Verona, a weathered old mare; a been there done that kinda mare who was around 17 years old when she birthed him. His birth was long and painful, she was weak from months of hunger, since it was a drought, and she was small and ribby and old. However, soon after his birth, it began to rain, and they blessed him with the name 'Frog', the water creature. The grass grew long and lush, and soon bellies where full and milk was plentiful. Verona had birthed many foals in the past, since she was a young flirtatious filly, and was very wise on how to care for a foal. She was a stubborn mother, not allowing Frog to wander off her clamp too hard on the milk bag. And although she showed him much affection, as soon as he was 6 months and ready to wean, she kicked and bit at him when he neared her milk, and kept him away from her until he learned to stomach grass. She then became his 'grooming buddy', helping to reach the itches on his withers and back. However, she died when he was two.
Frog was very adventurous as a foal, much to the despair of his old steady dam. Chasing after him in the heat of summer wasn't what she wanted to do all day, but that was what she had to do. Everything interested him, and he wanted to inspect everything. He loved the water in the watering hole, and swam and splashed the entire herd. He loved to live up to his name. He had many young friends, although he was somewhat arrogant as a foal. 'I bet I can jump that creek!' and 'I bet I can climb that cliff faster then anyone else' where his most used lines, almost flaunting his arrogant persona, which he shed as fast as his fuzzy baby coat.
After Verona's death, rumor broke out that Frog's sire was actually a mustang stallion named Ironweed, and at two years old, he was exiled from the herd. He then became a bachelor stallion in a small bachelor band, where he met his best friend, Colorado. Both colts hated the bachelor band, feeling greedy and demanding, and so they left, deciding to stick together until finding mates and starting a herd. They had great adventures together, traveling, until Colorado met a young Arabian mare named Illue, and he bid Frog farewell when they became mates. Frog, alone, kept traveling, until he met Lily. She was a young MustangxArabian mare, lithe and cocky, and they became friends. Although Lily had a huge crush on Frog, he had no feelings for her other then friendship. They stuck together until Frog was four years old. He then bid her farewell in hopes to find a herd, if he couldn't make one himself.
Now, he wanders the Claimed lands in search of a home.
Stats-
Name: Frog
Age: Four
Gender: Colt/stallion
Breed: Cavello Dell'Isola
Coat: Medicine Hat Paint
Eyes: Amber
Personality: Fun-loving, loves his freedom. He gets into a lot of trouble often. He is, however, somewhat mature and isn't a coward. He is brave and willing to defend who he loves. He always sticks by what he says. He tends to think life is a game, and has trouble snapping into reality.
Other: N/A
